[Lil Gotit]
Yeah, uh
From the A to NYC
Yeah, uh
On God, uh

It´s crazy but it´s true (Let´s go)

[Lil Gotit]
Superstar status, yeah
All dead presidents
Poppin´ seals on pints of red
Superstar status, yeah
They finally gave me a chance (On God)
Hood Baby, they understand
Tell your messenger I´m breakin´ bands
On that superstar status, yeah

[Lil Gotit]
Drip all day, no ends
They done got me started again
Chinatown, forty tucked, eatin´ chicken
Pyrex kit with the bow in the kitchen
Cop some culture when I land in the city

Ain´t talkin´ dreads when I say extensions
Got to work my way up for the Bentley, hah hah
OG kush, might lose my mind
Fiji water in the Patek, long time
Off top, you droppin´ them dimes
Bitch come hop in this ride
Had to put my pride to the side
Young Trap hoppin´ on a G5
Bangin´ five, no Five Guys
Leave the trappin´ out my life
Caught some chills for the two tone
Make the racks then I go home
Keep a steel in the kill zone
Mind your business, you a lil´ loan
Never let them make you feel wrong
Ain´t got no arms I can lie on
Ain´t got no arms I can cry on
All in all, I hold my own

[Lil Gotit]
Superstar status, yeah
All dead presidents
Poppin´ seals on pints of red
Superstar status, yeah
They finally gave me a chance (On God)
Hood Baby, they understand
Tell your messenger I´m breakin´ bands
On that superstar status, yeah

[Gunna]
Superstar status, yeah, uh
Got a cute ratchet, yeah, yeah
Ridin´ with a baddie, yeah
I put some pointers in the Patek, yeah
On the flight, I pop xannies, yeah
Double up, nigga, back to back

Get the money, don´t panic
Count the cash and rubber band it
Slime, she gon´ leave you like candy (Slime)
Young Gunna, I´m a Chanel bandit (Chanel)
Not one of my foreign cars rented (No)
Trunk in the front with an engine (Wild)
Off-White jean look dingy (They dingy)
Bettin´ on the bitch, ain´t stingy (Racks)
See the stars and you know they Givenchy (Star)
Go to trial and we killin´ all the witness (On Gunna)
Gunna still drippin´ (Gunna still drippin´)
Used to get it out the kitchen (Yeah)
Whip it with a beater (I whip it with a beater)
Uh, Porsche two-seater (Porsche two-seater)
I don´t want your feature (Nah, nah)
They listen, I´m the teacher
I´m a superstar creature (Just like Gotit, let´s go)

[Lil Gotit]
Superstar status, yeah
All dead presidents
Poppin´ seals on pints of red
Superstar status, yeah
They finally gave me a chance (On God)
Hood Baby, they understand
Tell your messenger I´m breakin´ bands
On that superstar status, yeah