Lyrics:
need your body
I talk about that ass coz bitch yo gotti
Tell her say my name she call me daddy
Teller number nine will suck your D
A little kush and coke
you? You’re a Nobody
How I calculate numbers I’m Robotic
I got that tool just like O’Reilly
I got that juice just like Yo Gotti
Wait! Woah! I love my
best friend turned into my X
It's the ones you closest to who gon do the most to you yo
Listen - uh
OK you right, you get to start and be the first one
[Jadakiss]
Yo even if I just cooked up, if money's comin give you it moist
And don't be scared to die, I ain't give you a choice
Niggas'll try
Lost in fame, and you should take, all the blame
You made yo' bed nigga lay in it
Scared to come up out that cell nigga stay in it
It's not a game
use out the game
I heard them caskets is cold
God forgive yo lil soul
Yeen mean to hurt nobody
Bullets hot they not cold
Fast living taking its
Out The Hospital (Sick)
Reach A Million By December
Off This Family Hustle (Grinding)
Pushing That
Jeezy The Snowman
Thru The Cold Winters
to change
I manifest with the words in my mouth
By the end of the year boy they gonna know my name
I'm king in this game I'm tree on the branches
Super cold
a boom and a crash
Tried to catch the cold, sold the devil his soul
Had his car and his face wrapped around a pole
With my vogues still smokin' hit 580
gotta love the
Spooky season needa make a trip to Nobbies
Boutta kill the game show up to yo party as John Gotti (Issa party)
On that Kanye west do ya
sounds
Run thru ya shit lay erri body down
Touchdown like I'm Yo Gotti
Niggaz done bought 100 straps
But ain't shot nobody
Fuck you sayin nigga
Pops in
Gotti will body your prodigy
Better be scared of me
Peep in my poetry
And shower me half of your salary
I came in the game with a trend
Beats that
that's how you feel might as well grab that respirator
Don't by crying for yo Mamie nigga
And toast the Bel Air if you hear me nigga
Cause the money look
magnet
More or less I been a bandit
Your head is all I'm demanding
Nobody said this was easy
Yo Gotti; I'm in the big leagues
So sorry, I been uneasy
Your
matters
Go so hard, forget the critics
I block out the chatter
Put my heart into it
Know you feel it in yo' soul
Plant a seed and I ask God
Can He help it
Who you know got a flow like this it flow like this
Yo yo yo yo it's Da Staff bitch
Who you know got a flow like this it go like this
Yo yo yo yo
ain't getting no blessings
You better keep my name out of your mentions
I'll beat up you and yo grandma and cousin
I'm not a game so stop pressing my
what's up
To the niggas on the corner cold bumping the box
But you know that's an alibi for slanging the rocks
A dice game started so I said what the fuck
face, illuminati in yo brain
Pull a Gotti, let it spray
Or pull the Throttle til it breaks
I been working so fucking hard (Ah yeah)
Break of dawn, drop
at the pack worked hard with the big bro's .
Now I'm thinking bout the big shows,
money coming in tryna get it by the big loads.
Thinkin' bout six figs
Say I dissed you, I ain't say that
Never switched up on nobody
I ain't dropping names like a project by Carti
I'm skipping the beef like a track by Yo
Everything mafia growin' up Gotti G
Four fifteen's in the trunk I got a lotta beat
How could these niggaz be Dro? They don't know how to be
Dro
Niggaz
demons in tha mirror
Wicked as fuck feeling like a Murder & Killa
Witness I'm on the defense like Johnny Cochran
NOW GIVE UP YO THANGS MISTA, before
and
Gotti
so don't try me
or better yet don't try this
my click specialty is vulturin'
trained endangerin'
packin' pipe games
them heavy metal thing
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