Toe Tag lyrics

[Intro: Lil Gotit]
(Hurt, what it do?)
Huh? Check
(10Fifty, I love you)
Run a lil' check
(What up, Foster?)

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Jumped off the porch to a check (Check)
First move, put some diamonds on my neck (Yeah, it's time for that)
I know for sure that it get her pus*y wet (Get her wet)
Yeah, my first car was a Porsche, not a 'Vette (Skrrt, skrrt)
Percolated, got your ho on the meds
Vibes, sh*t, all of 'em on meds
Say you spendin' checks
I hear you, but you stressin' that sh*t
Hood Baby a star, real shooting star
I'm a young rich n*gga with a bag and with the sh*ts
Keep a deuce once you're located in the 6
Got Georgia Dome head, watch a b*tch get blitzed
Yessirski, Ashley, she gotta slop, slop-top me
I done caught a body on the Addy
In the club on gang sh*t
.223 a hashtag
Poppin' bottles, won't toe-tag (Hood Baby)
[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Used to sell sacks out the trap back
Now I'm pulling up with gas packs
Yeah, real big speaker
And I feel like Moneybagg, yeah
With moneybags filled with cash
Tats in the face, went slime, sh*t, yeah
Never know dope man (Hood Baby)
They don't want smoke, they group fans
She gifted us with the pus*y like December
Invest in that booty, my bag get it bigger
I'm a young n*gga, but rich lil' tender
That dawg control the Glock, he got rhythm
We on that gang sh*t
Stand on the couch and go make it rain sh*t
Wire my check in
Shoot up a Trackhawk or they arrange sh*t
We know we live dangerous
Slime the opp block, John Wick, point and aim sh*t
Went got a check, stupid, ready to flex
Don't think this sh*t sweet, I talk with the TEC
TaTa 'bout to chop off the head 'cause he picky
I could f*ck my b*tch, but I want your b*tch business
Beat on that pus*y, it's wet as it get
I'm lit, I'm lit, they ain't doing sh*t
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Jumped off the porch to a check (Check)
First move, put some diamonds on my neck (Yeah, it's time for that)
I know for sure that it get her pus*y wet (Get her wet)
Yeah, my first car was a Porsche, not a 'Vette (Skrrt, skrrt)
Percolated, got your ho on the meds
Vibes, sh*t, all of 'em on meds
Say you spendin' checks
I hear you, but you stressin' that sh*t
Hood Baby a star, real shooting star
I'm a young rich n*gga with a bag and with the sh*ts
Keep a deuce once you're located in the 6
Got Georgia Dome head, watch a b*tch get blitzed
Yessirski, Ashley, she gotta slop, slop-top me
I done caught a body on the Addy
In the club on gang sh*t
.223 a hashtag
Poppin' bottles, won't toe-tag

[Verse 2: SG Kendall]
Yeah (21), stop cappin' (Cappin')
I heard you got racks in your mattress (What's happening?)
We slither, we slide, we gon' catch him, yeah
Wipe his lil' nose, we gon' bless him (Hachoo)
I got more apes than Bapes, they do what I say
And they way tougher than steak (No cap)
Put 'em on a plate, then we vacate
Heard they got done on a late day, yeah
Gotit from the 6 side (6 side), uh
Meet up at that b*tch house (b*tch house), yeah
Addies and them titties out (Addies), uh
I think she ready for the di*k now (Ready)
Let her play with the Patek on the money, n*gga
Whole lotta paper, we ain't running out of money, n*gga
Courtside seats, watch 'em playin' right in front a n*gga, ooh
I text back like fourteen thousand
Hellcats riding back to back, yeah
Swervin' through Atlanta, doing the dash, yeah
We'll slide the 6, drop a bag, yeah
Then go to Cleveland Ave with the slatts, yeah
YSL, 21 sh*t, yeah
Your gang, my gang hit, yeah
The same lil' stinking ass b*tch, yeah
Now she tryna brag 'bout this sh*t, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Jumped off the porch to a check (Check)
First move, put some diamonds on my neck (Yeah, it's time for that)
I know for sure that it get her pus*y wet (Get her wet)
Yeah, my first car was a Porsche, not a 'Vette (Skrrt, skrrt)
Percolated, got your ho on the meds
Vibes, sh*t, all of 'em on meds
Say you spendin' checks
I hear you, but you stressin' that sh*t
Hood Baby a star, real shooting star
I'm a young rich n*gga with a bag and with the sh*ts
Keep a deuce once you're located in the 6
Got Georgia Dome head, watch a b*tch get blitzed
Yessirski, Ashley, she gotta slop, slop-top me
I done caught a body on the Addy
In the club on gang sh*t
.223 a hashtag
Poppin' bottles, won't toe-tag

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Diamonds (Diamonds), baguettes (Baguettes), four hundred racks (Go)
In the penthouse with thirty-three snacks (Slatt)
Beat on her back 'til it crack
Money man, money man (Money)
Sleep with one eye like I'm huntin', man (I sleep)
n*ggas ain't getting no cake for real
Y'all know how it feel, that's too sad (Sad)
I had that Maybach at twenty-one (No cap)
That's two-seventy (I paid it)
Four hoes in my room and they ebony (I slayed it)
I f*ck up that sack so irregularly
Sinnin' so much, but my b*tch is so heavenly
Treachery (f*ck 'em)
They play with my name like I'm dead or somethin' (Yeah)
I confront, they say, "Huh?" (What?)
Like they couldn't hear what I said or somethin'
Had to drop that lil' b*tch (Get dropped)
She asking questions like she fed or something (No cap)
Fed up, I need me some new head (Slatt)
Bro cracked the seal on some old red
Told her chew on that di*k like a Lemonhead
Lil' b*tch, I'm that young n*gga they copy from (On God)
Gave her three shots of Jamaican rum (On God)
I'm f*cking this b*tch and her mama home

[Chorus: Lil Gotit]
Jumped off the porch to a check (Check)
First move, put some diamonds on my neck (Yeah, it's time for that)
I know for sure that it get her pus*y wet (Get her wet)
Yeah, my first car was a Porsche, not a 'Vette (Skrrt, skrrt)
Percolated, got your ho on the meds
Vibes, sh*t, all of 'em on meds
Say you spendin' checks
I hear you, but you stressin' that sh*t
Hood Baby a star, real shooting star
I'm a young rich n*gga with a bag and with the sh*ts
Keep a deuce once you're located in the 6
Got Georgia Dome head, watch a b*tch get blitzed
Yessirski, Ashley, she gotta slop, slop-top me
I done caught a body on the Addy
In the club on gang sh*t
.223 a hashtag
Poppin' bottles, won't toe-tag