This is a song about "Gotta"

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

You gotta' do what you gotta' do

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

But i gotta get it gotta focus on that money

You just gotta let it go

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

You just gotta let it go

Shades: lv was a little dough

Trick trick got them passes

I've gotta stop this...

One time for the 305, though

You just gotta let it go

Gotta big bitch, ass out

I must go like fly route

Don’t even gotta break the ice

Take her back to where i live