Thank God I Got It - Desiigner

Thank God I got it, thank God I got it

Thank God I get how I do

Thank God I got it, thank God I got it

Thank God I get how I’m 'posed to

Thank God I got it, thank God I got it

Thank God I get how I’m 'posed to

Thank God I got it, thank God I got it

Thank God I get how I want to

Thank God I got it, thank God, yeah, nigga, I got it

Thank God, yeah, a nigga ain’t plottin'

Lil Yachty, yeah nigga count broccoli

I be gettin', not stoppin'

Young nigga gettin' money, no option

Red beam hit a nigga in traffic

Oh shit, more shit 'fore I pour my ghost shit

Oh shit, more cham', I’m pourin' more shit

Life is fab, but I’m driven, focused

Niggas talk, but I quick reload shit

Make a million, hit 'em with the «oh shit»

Hit him with the oh o-shit

Pull back with the 4−5th

Forfeit make a nigga fold quick

Everybody come up in the notion

I feel like Gotti

Nigga’s tourin' and them niggas ain’t 'bout it

I get money and a nigga no option

Nigga talkin' and the niggas start mobbin'

I feel like Gotti

I be ridin' with the demons around me

Bugatti to McLaren, 'Rari

Roll fast, mami, just watch me

I feel like Gotti

Hundred Xans, get to lick off her body

Percocets give me sex in the lobby

Hundred trends, yeah the trends, they watchin'

I feel like Gotti

I can see it, just believe it inside me

I can see it, just believe in and ride me

Hundred trends, see a champion got this

Thank God I got it, thank God I got it

Thank God I get how I do

Thank God I got it, thank God I got it

Thank God I get how I’m 'posed to

Thank God I got it, thank God I got it

Thank God I get how I’m 'posed to

Thank God I got it, thank God I got it

Thank God I get how I want to

Yeah, I get it

I don’t know about wifey

Bad bitch right beside me

I get high when I’m writing

We get high in this spaceship all night lay with me driving

When she wrong Imma right it

I beat it up like I’m Tyson

I beat it up like I’m Michael

I wanna make a Ms. Jackson

We riding fast in that Aston

The love life not crashin'

Take me to yourself

'Fore a minute swear I see heaven

You wanna live it how I live it whip it like a G, the chopper keep blastin' it

Chop booty, keep dancing it

Dance club keep laughing it

Head right, live fast in here

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

Yeah yeah

Champion

I’m I’m a champion

So long

What you want?

So long

What you want?

So long

What you want?

So long

Gettin' top 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' shit can’t make the hit as they go away

I get the flowest

I get the weed and I float away

I get that real shit, real shit

Talking like oh yea

I get that dope cat, dope cats

Talking like old way

Remember them old ways

Lockout 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

VVS, all these diamonds

Keeping your thoughts inside me

Keeping your thoughts inside me

Only think about it, whatever we do we all in private

Keeping your thoughts beside me

Keeping your thoughts behind me

Yeah we ball, we riding

VVS, all these diamonds

Keeping your thoughts inside me

Keeping your thoughts inside me

Only think about it, whatever we do we all in private

Keeping your thoughts inside me

Keeping your thoughts behind me

Yeah, remember them old ways

Lockout that door-way

Gettin' top 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' shit can’t make the hits go away

I get the flowest

I get beating a flow

I get that real shit, real shit

Talking like oh yea

I get that dope cat, dope cats

Talking like old way

Remember them old ways

Lockout that door-way