I Got This - Gunplay

I got this

I got this

My nigga chill out

My nigga chill out

Columbian cocaine

Gallardos and gold chains

Hoggin' up the lanes

Smoke fogging up my frames

I got this

I got this

My nigga chill out

My nigga chill out

Columbian cocaine

Galatos and cocaine

Hoggin' up the lanes

Smoke fogging up my frames

Have you ever met a menace

Low income housing tanant

My pen made me some pennies

But I’m still facin' this sentence

Cold as four decembers

Broke give me the tremors

So I’m smokin' timbers now I’m calm back to business

My bad, back to win it

Goin' extra innings

Hoe, I do the most that’s why they catch the most feelin’s

Work through the world, crack on every map

Got a bitch on every play, trickin like a champ

She lick it like a stamp, eat it like a rack o' lamb

Then she bring that stack back to daddy while I whip a yam

I got this

I got this

My nigga chill out

I got this

I got this

My nigga chill out

Chill out, chill out

My nigga chill out

I got this, chill out

Chill out, my nigga chill out

I got this, my nigga chill out

Bogota bitch

Come Bogota rich