Lyrics:
time for nonsense
Why do y'all move conniving
We gone leave no survivors, Huh
You see the number dividing
I'm yelling yo, No Gotti
Bitch, I got hoes like
get mine
You cannot blind me, addicted to a life of crime (hmm)
My time as shorty was full of car chases (woo)
While runnin' with John Gotti's
like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serve it to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
Cause it ain't cheap and Yo Gotti'll tell you it's a lot of hype bitches
On the road, lay your coffin
If you're intent on stoppin' I bet you, they gon
(Cut Deals)Be For Real(Be For Real)Still Gon Do Time Why You Runnin Yo Lip
[Verse 1:]
Lil Daddy Let Me Stop You In Yo Motha Fuckin Tracks
Whoppin
on payments
I took a risk like its vegas
Hiding that shit by the neighbours
Playing yo bitch just like sega
Nowadays people throw dirt on my name
Making me
from six, still mastered the streets
We maneuver with rugers, over paper we'll do ya
Smuggled the green moved the white, travel by night cause it's
that n- in the cut, where the wood at?
Oh, them n- actin up? Where the wolves at?
You better bust that if you gon' pull that
Yo, yo (yo, yo)
Yo, yo
Always talkin 'bout what a nigga gon' do
But you a hoe, so nobody don't believe you
Lightin' it up for the world to see
The return of Mr. X to the Z,
black girl
How in the hell you gon' come and dis a black pearl?
Now I gotta wetcha like John Gotti
Hoe, I'm a damn pro, you better ask somebody
to the golden coast
Yo you gon fuck around catch a holy ghost
Oh im a pussy, how you gonna call me that
When my brothers tryna scrap and you called your dad
Guess
your life
CHORUS
Oooooh, oooooh
Oooooh, oooooh
CHORUS X2
IRV GOTTI:
Yeah, for all my peoples living that everyday life
Sometimes you gon
blind me addicted to
A life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin' with John
Gotti's and Scarface's
Niggas knew, I'd be the Don
And you know I got the Draco on me
Niggas falling like it's plinko homie
Oh you wanna talk dirty on me
Leave yo girlie feeling really lonely
Milly rock
K-Blaze on the beat
(Kainan baby)
You can't catch a rolling stone
You tryna' bring down the nation by causin' confusion
Illusion
Infusion and all
lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, nigga told me juv' I can't do nothin' for ya
Y'all go tell that to my mother & my father
But they gon' cus y'all so don't
on, niggaz gon' need some kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me
Yeah!
Standin' on the top of the Eiffel Tower
Starin' down at New York City
Like
on, niggaz gon' need some kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me
Yeah!
Standin' on the top of the Eiffel Tower
Starin' down at New York City
Like
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
work you should work for the federales
If yo man on the work what the fuck u gon' do bout it
If they kick in yo door how the fuck you gon' go out
Kings
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
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
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,
ain't gon' do me like Sammy did Gotti
I'll do it myself, I don't need no help
Give me a knife, I'll get rid of your neighborhood bully
Give me
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