Lyrics:
Just your nut-sack by itself
And bang them shits with a spiked bat
Cut your neck off and sew your head right back
And leave you like that
You just
Just your nut-sack by itself
And bang them shits with a spiked bat
Cut your neck off and sew your head right back
And leave you like that
You just
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
off the get back
Salute me then one, I'm out
Off to the races, my blazes ain't patient
They want to spray shit
Get elephant blown for stalking race
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full
ain't lawyers
And everybody saw you and ain't that a bitch!
And this here is the Carter oh! yo! And this here is the Carter yo! oh!
This one here is
zero went straight to 100 real quick I can't trust nobody
I drive in a BM bitch slide in my DM real shit shoutout to Yo Gotti
I been trapping before I
(woo)
They play Pop so much it feel like he still here
Got us woo walkin', wearin' Dior just to be clear (facts)
COVID-19 shit got Fred The Godson
One
Time my destination
I got guardian angels all around a nigga, that's deflecting Satan
I'm a mothafuckin' champion
This right here the fuckin' anthem
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
(Yeah, I'm right here, dog) where my dogs at?
(We right here, dog) where my dogs at?
(I'm right here, dog)
What must I go through to show you
Right yah now, you never zig-zag a right
Said fuck you sound boy
Kill a snitch boy
Catch a bawty boy in the yard
Got to play it hard like we Gotti
you they know yo life ain't popping (Shoutout to Gotti)
And yeen slide for yo brothers if you ops still got they noggins (That's 3 on his top)
Can't
Yo nahmsayin?
Yeah she'll take you out too kid
Take this shit out
A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent
Watchin' old seventy
wrong, look I always do it right
You ain't gotta fucking tell me shit about this life, nah
I've been going through it, I'm prepared to roll the dice,
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
Play nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, took shit from nobody
I got a bad bitch from Vogue
Told her strike a pose
Step
lawyers
And everybody saw you and ain't that a bitch!
And this here is the Carter oh! yo! And
This here is the Carter yo! oh!
This one here is just
right
Get yo money up get yourself living right
Get yo money up for real though, fuck yo pride
Get yo money up only way to live right
I saw this girl I
Ha ha yea
Uh real shit
Check it out yo
Get a grip, get it fast
More smoke, more cash dPG with the blue flag
One ratchet ho with a fat ass
Category,
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
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