Lyrics:
me or leave me
But you better not need me
Keep that blick right by me
Did a lot of stuff
That I can't talk bout it
You ain't really live this stuff
It only f*ck with muf*ckas
An if you aint ah muda
It can’t f*ck ya
Didn't choose dis lifestyle
Allah chosed it fa me
Ima live it to da fullest
R.I.P
we can't be touched
So why'all motherfuckahs better ante up
Cause everything we drop, is platinum plus (yo, whattup!!)
Show me, You're an O.G.
a rocket
Put cho ass ina box by yo self
I been thinkin bout self
Countin nat money up nigga
I ain thinkin bout nobody else
Brand new Glock on me
I might put
You got new messages,
Yo f*ck scene kids man they cant f*cking rap their all f*cking posers man
F*ck S.k their trying to like hollywood undead man
man is a scrub, see
She loves me now, she loves you not, yeah all my bitches love me
And if you in Atlanta, look up Gucci, girl, and beep me
And we
get that bread boy
So fck how you feel i ain't broke I
Sell coke and got a couple a deals
I get that bread boy
Yeah I'm a hustla for real
I get that
better play dat shit you owe me twenty baby better pay
Dat shit got twenty bag son better blaze dat shit they said I wasn't seeing
Twenty but I made dat
, yo, niggaz don't, know me, yo
'Cause they ain't out that mob that's out to get niggaz
Rip niggaz, split niggaz when you hit niggaz
Long as there's
in the rain
Then wanna f*ck with me when there's sunshine
No you ain't my homie you lyin'
Get yo a** back with the rest of the slimes
Ahead of my time
You aint just hear about what happened to Dolph
Yo Gotti
I'm knockin all my opps out the field
Young niggas sick young nigga ill
All of my niggas united
me a eighth and I roll me a blunt
Shootin to kill
Don't ask if I will
You niggas know that I am good wit the hunt
Only blow backwoods no Swisher's
I
Cuz the way you move your body
It got me acting so naughty naughty
So rack it up like Yo Gotti
Yes you the life of the party party
The way that Mary
the bunker
Lots of tinned food and lots of f*cking rubbers
Whopper hash before the pound begins to crash
F*ck the Eu
F*ck them all chatting poo
Yo yeah
Everybody, join me
[D-Gotti]
Thank you, for supporting the family
Everybody know, we ride for the 3
[Big Moe]
Now my family, on note
Everybody, think thoed
we can't be touched
So why'all motherfuckahs better ante up
Cause everything we drop, is platinum plus (yo, whattup!!)
Show me, You're an O.G.
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
full of passion
You got questions
You can ask her
Let’s see who can f*ck her faster
You can have her
I dun had her
You can catch her
By the bathroom
bitch
The Embassy Suites
We takin turns tossin a bitch
Who I be? Yo Gotti
Ain't scared of nobody
Clique tight wit my people
Totin' a desert eagle
You roll
perfect (numb numb numb)
Numb as f*ck won't find a soul but you can keep on searching (I'm so numb numb numb)
What you did to me will never be forgotten yea
Hook
B!%ches know I don't play ya heard that I said it? Yea I said it
F^ck it if I did it yea I did it
Tell me how you gone F^ck with it
I don't play
that y'all broke them n*ggas share bandz
Running through b*tches catch me if you can
I'm my own you held out yo hand
Ts ain't no game don't come round
afford sneakers
Now I'm Polo'd down to my drawers
Know you can't take it wit ya
Ima ball til I fall
Watch me Level up
Level up
Level up
Yea young nigga
I move smoke off word of mouth still stop by nana house
Put in work in sandy town gave niggas hand me downs
Lock and load she ready now I gave a fair
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