Desiigner - Thank God I Got It lyrics

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Desiigner - Thank God I Got It lyrics

[Chorus] Thank God I got it Thank God I got it Thank God I get how I go Thank God I got it Thank God they got it Thank God I give her her hopes too Thank God I got it Thank God I got it Thank God I give her her hopes too Thank God I got it Thank God I got it Thank God I give her her ho-ope [Verse 1] Thank God I got it, thank God yeah n***a I got it Thank God yeah a n***a ain't plottin' And Lil Yachty, yeah n***a got broccoli I be gettin' it not stoppin' Young n***a getting money, no option Grab me and hit a n***a a choppin' Ocean, more sh** 'for I pour my ghost sh** Oh sh**, more camp I'm pourin' more sh** Life is fab when I'm driven focus n***as talk but I creep the low sh** Bag a million hit em with the oh sh** Hit him with the oh o-sh** Pull back with the fo-fifth Forfeit make a n***a fo-quit Everybody come up in the know sh** [Verse 2] I feel I got it, n***a's tourin' in the millions they 'bout it' I get money and a n***a no option n***a tourin' in the millions I'm mobbin' I feel I got it, I be riding in the Benz with the Robbie Buggati, turn looking like a 'Rari [?] I feel I got it, hundred Xans get the lick over bottle Percosets give me s** and the logic Hundred trans and the trans the watching I feel I got it, I can see just believe it inside me I can see disbelief in Rodney Hundred [?] [Chorus] Thank God I got it Thank God I got it Thank God I get how I go Thank God I got it Thank God they got it Thank God I give her her hopes too Thank God I got it Thank God I got it Thank God I give her her hopes too Thank God I got it Thank God I got it Thank God I give her her ho-ope [Verse 3] Yeh I get it I don't know about wifey Bad b**h right beside me I get high when I'm writing We get high in this space ship all night lay with me driving When she wrong I'ma right it I beat it up like I'm Tyson I beat it up like I'm Miley I wanna make 'em mix Jazz We ride past in that accent The love life not crash it Take me to yourself For a minute swear I see heaven You wanna live it how I live it whip it like a chopper keep blasting it Chop booty, keep dancing it Dance club keep laughing it Head right, hit fast it Everybody start to gold diggin' Ball hard, I'm a champion Ball hard til the damage done Live life 'til the day is done Ball hard with my number one [Hook] Yeah yeah Champion I am a champion [Beat Switch] [Verse 4] Years I was Kawasaki Oh yeah call me papi Hell they can't stop me (no way) I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City know it Everybody talkin' sh** can't make the head 'cause the roll it I get the flowest I get beating a flow to it I get that real sh**, real sh** Talking like oh yea I get that dope cat, dope cats Talking like old way Remember them old ways Lock out that door-way 'member the days we used to keep the covers sleep on the floor way Rain dance, rain dancing Rich boy, play dazing I can be raw let you ride here Baby I'm slowly dying Keeping your thoughts inside me Keeping your thoughts inside me Only think about it [?] in private Keeping your thoughts beside me Keeping your thoughts behind me Yeah we ball, we riding Baby, I'm slowly dying Keeping your thoughts inside me Keeping your thoughts inside me Only think about it [?] Keeping your thoughts inside me Keeping your thoughts behind me [Outro] Yeah, remember the old ways Lock out that door-way Years I was Kawasaki Oh yeah call me papi Hell yea can't stop me I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City know it Everybody talkin' sh** can't make the head 'cause the roll it I get the flowest I get beating a flow I get that real sh**, real sh** Talking like oh yea I get that dope cat, dope cats Talking like old way Remember them old ways Lock out that door-way