Lyrics:
need a week
And by that time I done made bout 2 albums
And proceed to leap, CookUp
These niccas make believe
Kitchen Murder came to fill the vacancy
everything I'm Yo Gotti
So many choices I'm Bristol's E-40
(Damn) New edition G like the Power Rangers movie
cnd I'm getting' many P's you can call me Puff
You niggaz just don't get it do you?
Young Roscoe the sodo
YA, Dogg Poung, Kurupt Young Gotti
Yeah, started November 23, 1972 and 83
[Hook]
Put me
my lobby (fuck out my lobby)
Making music is one of my hobby's (one of my hobby's)
Rake this shit up, I feel like Yo Gotti (feel like Yo Gotti
in the ville how I go by it
I was stuck in a rut, I was nobody
I been looking for something to go body
There's an art to the hustle like Yo Gotti
Kick
At the same time
I'm infatuated with you, that shit give me a rush
All that dirty money, all that re-ing up
Back and forth in the kitchen cooking up
It's
Pulled up fish tank
Just a bit late
Hit by mistake
I'm the trap savior
I'm a trap savior
Gotti a trap savior
Give me that price I raise it up
Thats yo
one or get guap with them, I'm Yo Gotti
Can't panic, don't panic
They knocking, don't panic
It's them people in penny-loafers
They searching
and keeping finances straight
Maybe I'm not the one to date
Miss who I was, he not the same
I watched you play with my intelligence
Never judge a book by its
I just wanna know why you ignore me
I just wanna know why you making me OD
I just wanna let you know that it's killing me slowly
I'm dying over
Watch me!
Jigga-Man, ya heard? Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom booom
Compton!
Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo,
C'mon!
You gotta, pop that
I'm Gotti ( Like I'm Gotti )
If you ain't talking bout money leave yo messages on seen ( Seen )
I know you look good but yo outfit came from shein (
sleep
But you claim that you woken?
Sleep the cousin to death
Yo sleep I don’t miss you
Couldn’t trust the process
I had trust issues
Homies killed by
proud
This album is dedicated to
Heights gotti, frost, and tyreek...
And all the soldiers we lost
I'm Always gonna make sure they Legacy stay in tact
word, nigga, that's my word (word)
Yo Gotti (word)
I got a car (yeah), that bitch a classic (ayy)
White on red, inside out, that bitch nasty (ugh)
word, nigga, that's my word (word)
Yo Gotti (word)
I got a car (yeah), that bitch a classic (ayy)
White on red, inside out, that bitch nasty (ugh)
spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin'
ceilin' there?
Showin' off lil' mama, goin' hard lil' daddy
Yo Gotti home boy, I'm a walkin' dope package
I don't what it is, somethin' inside
I need
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
like my name Greg Popovich
I live by da code like I stay in sum apartments
I be on fire like my name yo gotti
Learned how to hustle keep sum guap in my
never I'm supposed to be
I chose to be on some Dark shit
Rip apart shit an' start shit, until whenever I depart, bitch
The hard shit will leave yo' ass
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
you ain't a soldier, then what's yo' purpose bitch?!!
[1st Verse: [Silkk The Shocker & Master P]]
[Silkk The Shocker]
See, I'm a N-O, nigga L-I
My chain hang like outties
I’m outtie like the outro
Every fives seconds man I drop
Another album
( Verse 1 )
My body donated to this
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