Bet It - Shad Da God

He say let’s bet it, I say let’s bet it

I keep that gas like unleaded

GM the whip, that’s a GM that Chevy

GM the whip, that’s for get money really

We runnin' red lights like on Belly

Fuck the police, know they already smell it

We gon' pull off in the whip like we blowin'

I can pull up on that bitch like she hoein'

3500 for my lungs

Fuck on that bitch then I gotta perform

All of this drip came from Milan

I get that bitch head like a salon

Get that bitch head like a condition

Oil in my cup like a transmission

Glock in my bed, that’s my tradition

I ain’t 'bout to wake up wit' shit missin'

Beat that little bitch like a case

Beat that little pussy, I fucked up her lace

Whippin' in the traphouse, and I bought 'bout 10k, no, no, no, they don’t wanna

race

Whippin' that work and it turn into paste

I’m sippin' that raw out the pint today

8 racks the AP, it’s a bright little day

I’m bumpin' that Drake wit' a dirty Drac'

Know that nigga got dropped on the block, they said it was fake

Them niggas be trappin' right where I stay

It’s a drug factory, no cheesecake

I sipped my fizzy and blinked my eyes and I woke up in LA

I got this weed came from the bay

Can leave you sleepin' right where you stand

We leave you sleepin' right where you stand

Flip pints, know it, and I got my man

These niggas, they money mini like a van

And I can’t even fit my money in my hand

I sip on my Fanta, woke up on a Xan'

I woke up wit' 10 minutes 'til we land

Got on these diamonds white like a Klan

I got these little bitches on the white Xan'

He say let’s bet it, I say let’s bet it

I keep that gas like unleaded

GM the whip, that’s a GM that Chevy

GM the whip, that’s for get money really

We runnin' red lights like on Belly

Fuck the police, know they already smell it

We gon' pull off in the whip like we blowin'

I can pull up on that bitch like she hoein'

3500 for my lungs

Fuck on that bitch then I gotta perform

All of this drip came from Milan

I get that bitch head like a salon

Get that bitch head like a condition

Oil in my cup like a transmission

Glock in my bed, that’s my tradition

I ain’t 'bout to wake up wit' shit missin'

Drop-top the whip, got that bitch pressin'

And I cut the blinker on, and my diamonds dancin'

Fuck around, Beverly Hills my plate, tonight I might eat fancy

Young nigga gotta live it up 'cause I’m goin' right back to the trap in the

future

Nigga got a spot beatin' like a producer

Anytime I knew where I’m always at, I been had bought a bazooka

And I’m trying to come off of some of that neck, shawty been coming wit' them

roosters

I was geeked up off that yellow Xan', lookin' like a loser

Ay look, extorted your mofuckin' cup, I’m sayin' them straight drop burnin' me

I told that bitch we gon' pull up, so that bitch pulled up wit' a 33

I got a little bitch, that’s a biddie piece

I’m geeked up on oil

I’m drivin' wit racks

They play me that pack

I’m sendin' that back

I’m fuckin' that nat

I pulled up wit' facts

He say let’s bet it, I say let’s bet it

I keep that gas like unleaded

GM the whip, that’s a GM that Chevy

GM the whip, that’s for get money really

We runnin' red lights like on Belly

Fuck the police, know they already smell it

We gon' pull off in the whip like we blowin'

I can pull up on that bitch like she hoein'

3500 for my lungs

Fuck on that bitch then I gotta perform

All of this drip came from Milan

I get that bitch head like a salon

Get that bitch head like a condition

Oil in my cup like a transmission

Glock in my bed, that’s my tradition

I ain’t 'bout to wake up wit' shit missin'