Album Name

Thank God I Got It

Artist

Desiigner

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2017.04.03

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Thank God I Got It - Desiigner
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
Thank God I got it
thank God yeah nigga I got it
Thank God yeah
a nigga ain't plottin'
And Lil Yachty
yeah nigga count broccoli
I be gettin' it not stoppin'
Young nigga getting money
no option
Grab me and hit a nigga a choppin'
Ocean more shit
'for I pour my ghost shit
Oh shit more champagne
I'm pourin' more shit
Life is fab when I'm driven focus
Niggas talk
but I creep the low shit
Bag a million hit 'em
with the oh shit
Hit him with the oh o shit
Pull back with the fo fifth
Forfeit make a nigga fo quit
Everybody come up in the know shit
I feel I got it nigga's tourin'
and the niggas they 'bout it'
I get money and a nigga no option
Nigga tourin'
and the niggas start mobbin'
I feel I got it
I be riding in the Benz
with the Robbie
Bugatti to McLaren 'Rari
I feel I got it hundred Xans
get the lick over bottle
Percocets give me sex
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
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 hope
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 space ship
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 chopper keep blasting 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 am a champion

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 hits go away
I get the flowest
I get beating a flow to it
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
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
whatever we do we all 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
whatever we do we all in private
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts behind me
Yeah remember them old ways
Lock out 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
Lock out that door way