Lyrics:
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid watch your back one time it's comin' always
They lock me up for 12 days I can't comprehend
Now I
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah)
They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend
Now
right now
I'm on side you, inside your home right now, with my chrome out
And I'm facin' every Devil comin' your way
I'mma burn that bitch straight in
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
money over bitches
My shit's phenomenal, droppin' like domino
Comin' with the real yo and
Fuck what you feel yo
This is not for all the
Freaks in short
lyin'
You begged me to stay, I said there was no way even though my heart was breakin'
As the miles went by I still heard you cry, I'm comin' home to you
Yeah, Money Mos
Yeah, n****, whatever
Yeah, bitch, it whatever
Yo Gotti you ready?
Yeah, I am
L'll never let my n**** down
Nah, I never put some
another motherfuckin' rabbit out the hat (yo, y'all niggas is fucking dumb)
Think I ain't got a trick up my motherfuckin' sleeve, you bitch-ass niggas
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
better kneel
When you see me comin
Big Scoob got em runnin
Sex when I flex I catch
Wreck on the world tour
With dough in my pockets big
Like the Biscuit's
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
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
fwm on telegram
My enemies be soft bitch I’ll crush you like a soda can
Fam First General Gotti First in Command
All my Souljas at one table like da
Yeah
Go dollar for dollar shotta for shotta
We can go thottie for thottie
I'm scholarship Gotti you gave a bitch a Birkin
I just gave her some knowledge
and I'm showin' my teeth
But when I come home, you on the phone You go by your day and you all alone
And you miss me, I can't just tell by your tone
I
[Notorious B.I.G.]
I know how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like youse the user
Selling drugs
Jones thing
This is just sweet, sweet, love
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I met her back in the day
Knew how much the bitch weighed and payed
It was sort
Jones thing
This is just sweet, sweet, love
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I met her back in the day
Knew how much the bitch weighed and payed
It was sort
and fight her all nite bro'
But that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg
Said, that bitch ain't yo bitch dawg
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I'm the same nigga off tha chain
another motherfuckin' rabbit out the hat (yo, y'all niggas is fucking dumb)
Think I ain't got a trick up my motherfuckin' sleeve, you bitch-ass niggas
girl
Come into my world
38127, shady vista by the stairs
Y O slash G O slash T T I slash
Get up on yo ass
W W W slash dot Gotti slash dot com
Check out
drinkin' gin
Beat you like you be fuckin'
Up in school again
Beat you like you ain't take out the trash
Lay you 'cross my lap and beat yo ass
I don't leave
home and puff a fat bag of sess 'til I'm gone
You got this nigga frontin' like he the main event
When his album ain't even last long, it came and went
comin' with your shit raps
You man are get bitch-slapped, by some bitch that I bitch-slapped when I was high on a spliff
And a six pack, and a bitch back
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