Lyrics:
decide what I'll provide
This shit gon' get wicked
Without the red bottoms
You gon' see his head blossom
Y'all sum rodents, dead possum
That's yo brother,
I know you came to party so (oh) get up on yo feet (the god just stepped in town)
Yeah baby just trip that body (come on down), and sing along wit me
Rolling up
Getting high
Smoking weed
Help me get by
Three A.M can't sleep
Now I'm up
Should I roll me
A joint
Should I roll me
Blunt
Lemon haze
you knom'sayin this is straight hustling shit
Don't get it twisted nigga
Filthy ass niggaz get thoose hands out yo pockets knahmsayin
We will see you
Spit it down right to the wire I keep it rolling like tires
Coming through the speakers we be burning amplifiers
Looking for some work they ain't got
Think again if you thought I gave a fuck!
[Chorus: x2]
Yo
Yo independently, reppin thoroughly throughout the N-why
We thump and get high,
off IG, suck a nigga soul
Drake by my side, like a Glock, know he'll never fold
Broke nigga mad 'cause I'm rich and I fuck more hoes
Lil' bitch still
be tardy get detention
Your soul lookin' down over your body in suspension
The critics, they be on me, but they all be disingenuous
Bitch, I came up
Yeah)
Ima hardbody
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I just gotta keep a gun by me
Swear to god Nîgga love violence
Send a hit like I'm John gotti
Gotta feeling ima
to taste the Easter bunny
I likes to lick you down, give you self esteem
I'm the playboy you want, on your under team
Yo' huckleberry, mackin fast Shot-ty
the fuck up
If you know you fucked up put your cup up
Now sit down sit down sit down
Sit down I get down i get down
I get down i get down
I'm a real nigga so
swear this SHIT get lonely when you lose your big homie. And friend that you make seem like another snake. I swear it hurt to see that pain roll down yo
Lay down and get laid down,
40 cal and they came down
What you claim, better say it now,
Got a gun better spray it now
Oh you will get your ass
spot by the Seine, is where I'll be in the end
My love
That's how we gon live
But right now we just kids
Yo
Life is but a dream
This is everything I
Listen, it's Nolay aka Bella Gotti, yo
Every chick wanna be bad
So they rap about experiences
They've never had
Their boy's seatbelt is the closest
My nigga got the lil stick in the chop
We jus shot these pussy niggas just for fun
We in the Maserati
Sipping double cup
Nigga like Yo Gotti
Just for
You know I Gotti (Gotti), with the Mulignane (Mulignane)
I'm on yo' body (Body), don't tell nobody (Body)
Bitch, don't be cocky (Cocky), I'm on yo
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
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
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
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
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
Like yo Gotti throw a whole party of females
The narcotics gave proactive that Fiend feel
Like John Gotti my crime family a big deal
Nigga I still
on our ass
Put it all on down the line we trying to get the cash
They say they want that old shawty please don’t bring up my past
See I don’t make
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