Lyrics:
a high speed
I make it look easy but its too hard to copy
Im a boss bitch I call shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you
be rappin, I came up off rocks
I'm thuggin', Im thuggin', I feel like I'm Pac
They tried to betray me
I'm mad at myself cause I keep it real with
a piece of the pizza pie
Go off and take trips see the world for what it is
Now you the shit
Envy is a bitch jealousy is it's kids
It is what it is
Now
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
no time to see the dentist
Niggas take too long, motherfuck yo feature on my song, either way I drop it they gon feel it
Aye Aye!
No I ain't dissing,
And we can get it on
Close your eyes shawty gone make a wish you neva met a nigga like this
And we can get it
I know yo pain
All the shit you
off, nigga boulder boy
Yo, Kurupt Young Gotti, ha?
You know that nigga, that one nigga, set it off on ya
Pleezbelieveit ya bitch
I know bitches when I
hippin'
Straight drop-kickin' victims 'til they egos stop trippin', bitchin'
While my set is on set to set it off, while they set to set-trippin'
But still
don't never pass this worry on to nobody, we gifted
Inner visions clear, I'm tearing up my own body
Leaves falling, rake it up, Nicki and Yo Gotti
Stop
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision
I began to jot, tap the world and listen, it drop
My mom can't feed me, my boyfriend beats me
I
Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Show up at yo' house, tell them
with me dog this thang gone pop
I'm up in the hood dog with the same o drop
I stay on top nigga it ain't gone stop
All of these fake niggas be saying
spit that shit, nigga get some
Yo, It's like David against Goliath
Ghostbusters verses Bowzer
Gary Coleman battlin' Fat Albert
You could be tall
My mindstate, is like a freight when I rhyme
Check the state of mind
Yeah, my train of thought is never off the track
When I drop it, so stop it I'm
my business yea no bap
Roll that nigga like some dice take his ass up off the map
When it's time to slide leave yo phone at home like dat shit tapped
I
the Godly!
Live when we party!
Hypnotized by her body!
She probably won't call me!
She still drop it
Like Molly!
She pop it
No molly!
And she see us grinding!
you pay that bond they still extend the release date
When its redrum and you drop that body it ain't no more clean slate
When you on the hunt gotta pay
Drop, Drop it down to ground with it
Bring it up go round with it
Throw it in circle
Circle
I love the they way she work it
Work it
You know you
that ass
Diamonds yellow like some lemonade
Now bust it down on these niggas
Get the money fast (Where the money)
A 5 Star yo gotti Mark Jacob bag
My
Uhhh, ha ha, y'all like that, huh
The party don't stop yo, check it out
Ain't no party like a no limit party
'Cause a no limit party don't stop
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance
niggas yell squad
K Camp screaming link up
300 niggas, that's 300 motherfuckers
Trying to get it in by the trucks
I'm a hot young nigga that'll take your
, throwing it back Like
See a opp and im letting it clap like
Up on yo back and we yelling get back like
Me and KG take 'em off the map
And Sean so with me,
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