Paroles de la chanson No Worries par Lil GotIt

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Paroles de la chanson No Worries par Lil GotIt

[ Lil Gotit]
(Wah-wah-wah)
Niggas don't wish me well
Just pray for your homies, I'm gon' give Hell
Real top shottas in jail, so I got no choice but to slime by myself
Ready to drop shells
And we stick to the code, we ???
Bring them vibes to the lear
And we livin' life, yeah, up in the air (Woo)
Pourin' the lean like juice
Got flippin' out the bag and I made this pair
Can't show no love, no, no
Them niggas don't think I get that fair

[Lil Gotit]

Can't show no fear or love
Take a trip to Philly
Ridin' through that city
And my mind on a million
Can't show no fear or love
Take a trip to Philly
Ridin' through that city
And my mind on a million (Mind on a million)

[Lil Gotit]
I'm drippin' this shit with a big bankroll and my high-top socks
Whole lotta shots when the block got fought, yeah, with them Glocks
These niggas can't come around, no, no, they don't drip like us
I ain't gotta cap, bitch, I'm Cartier bustin' (Let's go)

Pop a Percocet now my heart got a rush (Woo)
F&N, boom-boom-boom, yeah, it's us
Whole lotta ketchup, yeah, my pockets real stuffed (Racks)
My bitch came foreign with a whole lotta gas
Playin' with sticks like Toys-R-Us (Hoodbaby)

[ Lil Gotit]
Niggas don't wish me well
Just pray for your homies, I'm gon' give Hell
Real top shottas in jail, so I got no choice but to slime by myself
Ready to drop shells
And we stick to the code, we ???
Bring them vibes to the lear
And we livin' life, yeah, up in the air (Woo)
Pourin' the lean like juice
Got flippin' out the bag and I made this pair

Can't show no love, no, no
Them niggas don't think I get that fair

[Lil Gotit & Young Nudy]
Can't show no fear or love
Take a trip to Philly
Ridin' through that city
And my mind on a million
Can't show no fear or love
Take a trip to Philly (Slimeball)
Ridin' through that city
And my mind on a million (Slimeball, ha)

[Young Nudy]
I'm bustin' down in Philly (Yeah)
I'm kicking shit right here in Philly (Uh)
And my pocket got a whole damn fifty (Damn)
And I got a Glock, that bitch hold a fifty

Drop-top my roof, no ceiling (Drop-top)
I'm sippin' on drank and I'm feeling myself
And I'm feelin' all these bitches (Yeah)
And I got these hoes on my dick and these pussy niggas envy (Uh-huh, yeah)
Got a murderistic mind, I'll have a motherfucker missing (Bah)

[ Lil Gotit]
(Wah-wah-wah)
Niggas don't wish me well
Just pray for your homies, I'm gon' give Hell
Real top shottas in jail, so I got no choice but to slime by myself
Ready to drop shells
And we stick to the code, we ???
Bring them vibes to the lear
And we livin' life, yeah, up in the air (Woo)

Pourin' the lean like juice
Got flippin' out the bag and I made this pair
Can't show no love, no, no
Them niggas don't think I get that fair

[Lil Gotit]
Can't show no fear or love
Take a trip to Philly
Ridin' through that city
And my mind on a million
Can't show no fear or love
Take a trip to Philly
Ridin' through that city
And my mind on a million

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