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I Got Video (MV)




Performed By: Squid Mob Ocean Gang
Language: English
Length: 1:46
Written by: Matt Corsitto




Squid Mob Ocean Gang - I Got Lyrics




Ayo Ben turn the Autotune on
Some Autotune in this bitch

I got hoes, clothes, bros
I got flows, ice, froze
I got a plate, hop out the wraith ay
I hit the gas, jump out the way ay
I got hoes, clothes, bros
I got flows, ice, froze
I got a plate, hop out the wraith ay
I hit the gas, jump out the way ay

Ay lil bitch get the f*ck out my way yea my pedal is touchin the floor
I got some head and theres 4 of them bitches callin it Mount Rushmore
They love when im singin my songs
I feel like i won the lottery
I hit the gas and im gone
None of these bitches can follow me
These bitches Google me all they wanna know who is me
I'm like Rick James in this bitch thats why they call me the super freak
Bitch had to Hit em like do re mi
I got the riddim im froze ice tea
I got the bag and I carry it home like the mof*cking groceries
Labels be hittin my line, but I put that shit on decline
I dont need companies tellin me shit
Thats why I'm takin my time
Chair on recline, I sip Corona and lime
Yea bitch I'm drippin peep that puddle
Came with the flames u got no rebuttal
Jack in the glass make it a double
I got a stack, maybe a couple

Hoes, clothes, bros
I got flows, ice, froze
I got a plate, hop out the wraith ay
I hit the gas, jump out the way ay

Yea, yea it's like Batman in this shit
Like New Gotham, Dark Night
Hold up
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Ayo Ben turn the Autotune on
Some Autotune in this bitch

I got hoes, clothes, bros
I got flows, ice, froze
I got a plate, hop out the wraith ay
I hit the gas, jump out the way ay
I got hoes, clothes, bros
I got flows, ice, froze
I got a plate, hop out the wraith ay
I hit the gas, jump out the way ay

Ay lil bitch get the f*ck out my way yea my pedal is touchin the floor
I got some head and theres 4 of them bitches callin it Mount Rushmore
They love when im singin my songs
I feel like i won the lottery
I hit the gas and im gone
None of these bitches can follow me
These bitches Google me all they wanna know who is me
I'm like Rick James in this bitch thats why they call me the super freak
Bitch had to Hit em like do re mi
I got the riddim im froze ice tea
I got the bag and I carry it home like the mof*cking groceries
Labels be hittin my line, but I put that shit on decline
I dont need companies tellin me shit
Thats why I'm takin my time
Chair on recline, I sip Corona and lime
Yea bitch I'm drippin peep that puddle
Came with the flames u got no rebuttal
Jack in the glass make it a double
I got a stack, maybe a couple

Hoes, clothes, bros
I got flows, ice, froze
I got a plate, hop out the wraith ay
I hit the gas, jump out the way ay

Yea, yea it's like Batman in this shit
Like New Gotham, Dark Night
Hold up
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Writer: Matt Corsitto
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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