Lil Gotit – Mismatch lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
Got the bag from the struggles, then I brought it to the cutter
She goin suck me for dollars, probably goin call me
Sayin I wanna run through, they already know where Me Cassa
Make the eyes turn red, like the shottas
Slime got me from Atlanta
Pullin up to the club like Al Kita
I'm hot, Imma take it a notch up
Hey, Baby goin order up them bottles
DJ still drop my latest
Put it in the Hood Baby playlist
Got a drum, I’m crazy
Sit back, take notes sittin on a jet
Two sticks in the back of my Bentley
And we worken them bitches like fitness
On the Kush, gettin high like Nelly
Gettin money, all my young niggas watchin
Big 4 5 hangin out my pocket
Slicker than the club, call that bitch a rocket
At the shows, don't even gotta say it, I rock it
Boss statis, nigga I'm important
Me and Gunna shootin like we Jordan
Hit you if you speakin on my boy, yeah
I’m in the Wraith, change to the Range today
Ten K, fuck that, got an SK
Tay-K, do the road race
Uzi gang, we bustin like Cool J
Get 'm quick, that's a quiet case

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
She wanna suck on me like I'm a bottle
I'm in the hills, hangin with a model
All this slime, snakes on my collor
I'm puttin dick in your daughter
We just cashed out cause we ballen
Don't wanna wrent it, we bought it
In her mouth, she callin
We ran a train, got slaughtered
Niggas be actin like bitches, bleed every month
Get the money, we goin eat every month