Lil Gotit – “Wok”

Lil Gotit is back with the “Wok” track produced by Money Musik. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Lil Gotit Wok

We’ve witnessed the rise of 21-year-old Atlanta rapper Lil Gotit for the last few years, documenting his progression as one of the up-and-coming stars of the city’s buzzing hip-hop scene. Out of the loaded crop of talent in Atlanta, Lil Gotit has managed to stand out through his collaborations with Future, Young Thug, and his blood brother Lil Keed. His next project is currently loading and, from the sounds of his new single “Wok”, it might be some of his best work yet.

Far removed from the hit-or-miss days in Lil Gotit’s early career, the young rapper has been tapping into his potential for the last few years, showing why he continues dominating the conversation as one of Atlanta’s brightest stars. Cooking up in the studio, Top Chef Gotit commands attention on the Money Musik-produced “Wok”.

Lil Gotit – Wok (prod. Money Musik)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Money Musik)

[Chorus]
Wock’, sippin’ on Tussin (Wock’)
Drop, he caught a blessing (Prr)
Opps, they get the message (Hood baby)
Drop, she teachin’ lessons (Taught, she teachin’ lessons)
I count my backends right up with a K (Swerve)
Please don’t put red on my stage (Ayy)
Ready to shoot out the Drac’, yeah (Yeah)
Keep that blue face in my safe (Woo)
He cappin’ like he got some meat on his taco (Taco)
We ridin’ with snakes and some capos (Slatt, woah)
Slime active, we shootin’ like Rambo (Stop that)
Clean up the spot like we came using Draino (Hood baby)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, slime (Slime)
Cartier, I got frostbite on my wrist
Go put a dime on you, yeah, and yo’ bitch (Woah)
I’m really jit, steady kicking and shit
Too pricey, nah, talk ’bout these kicks

[Verse 1]
He talkin’, we see him and drop out and shit (Yes sirski)
Like Nike, we get him and check out the list (Sirski)
I’m just gettin’ rich and we die ’bout this shit (Woo)
Too toxic, fucked her and left her alone, new body (New body)
I got the ball, then got the thrown, then dropped it (Uh-uh)
FN, it sit on my waist, I’m gon’ pop it (Grrt)
Big poppin’, Lil Gotit
Perc’ work, work, yeah, watch you twerk (Gotit, Gotit, Gotit)
On the Roxi’-Roxi’, put my hands up your skirt (Woo)
I been puttin’ shit on since birth
Playin’, can’t wait to put that nigga on a shirt
JBS ho got the wet, Starburst (Starbust)
[?] yeah, the real one and he realest of the clean
When I pop the tag, it’s Amiri on the jeans (Yeah)
Hit Reo for the zaza weed (Prr)
Nigga, fuck the mean, gon’ Percocet me

[Chorus]
Wock’, sippin’ on Tussin (Wock’)
Drop, he caught a blessing (Prr)
Opps, they get the message (Hood baby)
Drop, she teachin’ lessons (Taught, she teachin’ lessons)
I count my backends right up with a K (Swerve)
Please don’t put red on my stage (Ayy)
Ready to shoot out the Drac’, yeah (Yeah)
Keep that blue face in my safe (Woo)
He cappin’ like he got some meat on his taco (Taco)
We ridin’ with snakes and some capos (Slatt, woah)
Slime active, we shootin’ like Rambo (Stop that)
Clean up the spot like we came using Draino (Hood baby)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, slime (Slime)
Cartier, I got frostbite on my wrist
Go put a dime on you, yeah, and yo’ bitch (Woah)
I’m really jit, steady kicking and shit
Too pricey, nah, talk ’bout these kicks (No kizzy)

[Verse 2]
I had to smile when I bust down my wrist (No kizzy)
Catching some chips ’cause I bust down my bitch
Toes curled when she suck on my dick (But that shit—)
It’s a big body Benz, she asked for (Asked for)
I’m ’bout my money, talk with the K (Prr)
Outside running hunnids, for me it’s a race (Race)
Drip up to date, no, I cannot be late (Woo)
On a Jag’, it’s two to the dashboard
I give it to her, yeah, she asked for it
Need to stop it but I need some meds more
(Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, Draco, doo-doo-doo)
I’m from Atlanta, yeah, straight out the bity
Like Long Neck, bitch, we lit like a titty (Lit like a titty)
Too Scottie Pippen, everybody with it (Woo)
Ran this shit up, yeah, I know how to get it (Ran this shit up)

[Chorus]
Wock’, sippin’ on Tussin (Wock’)
Drop, he caught a blessing (Prr)
Opps, they get the message (Hood baby)
Drop, she teachin’ lessons (Taught, she teachin’ lessons)
I count my backends right up with a K (Swerve)
Please don’t put red on my stage (Ayy)
Ready to shoot out the Drac’, yeah (Yeah)
Keep that blue face in my safe (Woo)
He cappin’ like he got some meat on his taco (Taco)
We ridin’ with snakes and some capos (Slatt, woah)
Slime active, we shootin’ like Rambo (Stop that)
Clean up the spot like we came using Draino (Hood baby)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, slime (Slime)
Cartier, I got frostbite on my wrist
Go put a dime on you, yeah, and yo’ bitch (Woah)
I’m really jit, steady kicking and shit
Too pricey, nah, talk ’bout these kicks