Letra Hercules Lil Gotit

Hercules

ATL Jacob
Pyrex, turn me up
Let's go

Been rocking double G's, feel like a girly girl (on God)
Feel like I'm Hercules, in a boy's world (boy's world)
Lil' mama multi-fee (what), on the views trust
And yeah, you earned your keys (uh)
That car got a lot of horse (skrr)
For F stand tall (say what?), 'cause you my all (my all)
Yeah shell, son (shell), and you made a blessin'
Took me through lessons (on God), protect the foe from me
'Cause you know I run these streets ('naut)
Yeah I gotta get this bread, yeah, that whole wheat (lil baby)

I'm on low-key, I live my best life (that life)
Feel like it chose me
All the doors start opening
In a dark room, walls closing (start closing)
I'm getting big enough (big)
My pockets fully stuffed (on God)
I ain't a local joker (no)
Go giving your life to Poker (giving your life)
Apartments we was laying, no sofas
So why I'mma act like I don't know ya
Always act slime
Jay Die, be slime my kind
But I know shawty ring
Rocking 23 carats

Been rocking double G's, feel like a girly girl (on God)
Feel like I'm Hercules, in a boy's world (boy's world)
Lil' mama multi-fee (what), on the views trust
And yeah, you earned your keys (uh)
That car got a lot of horse (skrr)
For F stand tall (say what?), 'cause you my all (my all)
Yeah shell, son (shell), and you made a blessin'
Took me through lessons (on God), protect the foe from me
'Cause you know I run these streets ('naut)
Yeah I gotta get this bread, yeah, that whole wheat

Gotta get that bread, yeah, I ball hard (ball hard)
I rock Margiela, like this shit some Carhartt (my dick is-)
Grra-ta-pa-pa-pa, no na-na
We don't talk long (vrrah), uh
I can't fuck that bitch if she got socks on
Socks on, you gon' lead
Chopstick in the Coxon
OG gas make me bop my face up like I taste hot-sauce (woo)
Slanging slap, lil' bitch, dread hang like a rasta
Card, yeah they imposters
Chanel my neck, they petty, girl

Been rocking double G's, feel like a girly girl (on God)
Feel like I'm Hercules, in a boy's world (boy's world)
Lil' mama multi-fee (what), on the views trust
And yeah, you earned your keys (uh)
That car got a lot of horse (skrr)
For F stand tall (say what?), 'cause you my all (my all)
Yeah shell, son (shell), and you made a blessin'
Took me through lessons (on God), protect the foe from me
'Cause you know I run these streets ('naut)
Yeah I gotta get this bread, yeah, that whole wheat

Gotta get that bread, yeah, that whole wheat
Gotta get that bread, yeah, that whole wheat
Gotta get that bread, yeah, that whole wheat
Gotta get that bread, yeah, that whole wheat
Gotta get that bread, yeah, that whole wheat
Gotta get that bread, yeah, that whole wheat
Gotta get that bread, yeah, that whole wheat
Gotta get that bread, yeah, that...