"Give Em Hell" lyrics
Lil Gotit & Lil Keed Lyrics
(Bloublood, you know what I'm sayin'?)
We give 'em hell, boy
We give 'em hell, boy
We give 'em hell, boy
It's all 'bout the money, boy
I slide with the money, boy
My partner got dog food and he serving y'all boys
I'm in a slime mood like tic-tac-toe or X your boy
I'm rockin' Bally with no socks
I don't go back and forth with her, boy, she gone tomorrow
And wanted my pin, I smell like baccarat and zaza
And with this trend I'm the teacher, niggas gettin' taught (Woo, woo, woo)
They don't even know, but I ain't had nothin', nigga, for real
Been gettin' caught up with these hoes, nah, for real
Animal for the fame, nigga, I was always drillin'
I'ma leave a stain the block like I bleached it (Uh)
And the Maybach got hydraulics, she hear it screeching (Woah)
I'm just manifesting (Woah), and certain shit, I cannot speak it (Woah, woah)
And my parter blow that fire, it's loud like a speaker
I'm not playing with none of y'all young niggas, my drip is lethal
I'm a product of my environment, yeah, I fucked up cement
I got hella, I'm on that grass, so I'ma get some more millions
We two different people, but you blindfolded, you can't see what I'm seeing
I bet all fifties, stay with a passport, nigga, I'm livin'
We give 'em hell, boy (Woo, woo)
We give 'em hell, boy (Woo, woo)
We give 'em hell, boy (Woo, woo, woo)
It's all 'bout the money, boy
I slide with the money, boy
My partner got dog food and he serving y'all boys
I'm in a slime mood like tic-tac-toe or X your boy
I'm rockin' Bally with no socks
I don't go back and forth with her, boy, she gone tomorrow
And wanted my pin, I smell like baccarat and zaza
And with this trend I'm the teacher, niggas gettin' taught (Woo, woo, woo)
Air Force Ones, no socks
I got a button on this Glock (Gah)
I too a trip to LA
Ridin' with a fifty, this not props (No cap)
And I'm sippin'
Stars up in the ceiling, you gon' think the roof missing (Culli')
This a red Goyard, but the inside look crippin' (Gotti)
Money spread (Top Chef)
Bet this ho open her legs (Huh)
Bro put that paper on your head
You know that you dead, we fill you with lead (Spin him)
Geeked up, can't hear what you said
She shaking her ass, I'm shaking my dreads (Turnt up)
I flooded my bitch, I flooded my wrist (Ice)
Get you a sled (Ski)
Fly overseas, need a xan
I know that you dig what I'm saying (Yeah)
I bet she go for a grand
Turks, my feet in the sand (Baby)
G on a pill and I'm gone (Gotti)
I'm on they ass like a thong (Gotti)
Outside, we never go home (Thot Boy)
Run that back every time zone
We give 'em hell, boy
We give 'em hell, boy
We give 'em hell, boy
It's all 'bout the money, boy
I slide with the money, boy
My partner got dog food and he serving y'all boys
I'm in a slime mood like tic-tac-toe or X your boy
I'm rockin' Bally with no socks
I don't go back and forth with her, boy, she gone tomorrow
And wanted my pin, I smell like baccarat and zaza
And with this trend I'm the teacher, niggas gettin' taught (Woo, woo, woo)
We give 'em hell, boy
We give 'em hell, boy
We give 'em hell, boy
It's all 'bout the money, boy
I slide with the money, boy
My partner got dog food and he serving y'all boys
I'm in a slime mood like tic-tac-toe or X your boy
I'm rockin' Bally with no socks
I don't go back and forth with her, boy, she gone tomorrow
And wanted my pin, I smell like baccarat and zaza
And with this trend I'm the teacher, niggas gettin' taught (Woo, woo, woo)
They don't even know, but I ain't had nothin', nigga, for real
Been gettin' caught up with these hoes, nah, for real
Animal for the fame, nigga, I was always drillin'
I'ma leave a stain the block like I bleached it (Uh)
And the Maybach got hydraulics, she hear it screeching (Woah)
I'm just manifesting (Woah), and certain shit, I cannot speak it (Woah, woah)
And my parter blow that fire, it's loud like a speaker
I'm not playing with none of y'all young niggas, my drip is lethal
I'm a product of my environment, yeah, I fucked up cement
I got hella, I'm on that grass, so I'ma get some more millions
We two different people, but you blindfolded, you can't see what I'm seeing
I bet all fifties, stay with a passport, nigga, I'm livin'
We give 'em hell, boy (Woo, woo)
We give 'em hell, boy (Woo, woo)
We give 'em hell, boy (Woo, woo, woo)
It's all 'bout the money, boy
I slide with the money, boy
My partner got dog food and he serving y'all boys
I'm in a slime mood like tic-tac-toe or X your boy
I'm rockin' Bally with no socks
I don't go back and forth with her, boy, she gone tomorrow
And wanted my pin, I smell like baccarat and zaza
And with this trend I'm the teacher, niggas gettin' taught (Woo, woo, woo)
Air Force Ones, no socks
I got a button on this Glock (Gah)
I too a trip to LA
Ridin' with a fifty, this not props (No cap)
And I'm sippin'
Stars up in the ceiling, you gon' think the roof missing (Culli')
This a red Goyard, but the inside look crippin' (Gotti)
Money spread (Top Chef)
Bet this ho open her legs (Huh)
Bro put that paper on your head
You know that you dead, we fill you with lead (Spin him)
Geeked up, can't hear what you said
She shaking her ass, I'm shaking my dreads (Turnt up)
I flooded my bitch, I flooded my wrist (Ice)
Get you a sled (Ski)
Fly overseas, need a xan
I know that you dig what I'm saying (Yeah)
I bet she go for a grand
Turks, my feet in the sand (Baby)
G on a pill and I'm gone (Gotti)
I'm on they ass like a thong (Gotti)
Outside, we never go home (Thot Boy)
Run that back every time zone
We give 'em hell, boy
We give 'em hell, boy
We give 'em hell, boy
It's all 'bout the money, boy
I slide with the money, boy
My partner got dog food and he serving y'all boys
I'm in a slime mood like tic-tac-toe or X your boy
I'm rockin' Bally with no socks
I don't go back and forth with her, boy, she gone tomorrow
And wanted my pin, I smell like baccarat and zaza
And with this trend I'm the teacher, niggas gettin' taught (Woo, woo, woo)
