Lyrics:
Already,
Know what I'm sayin' this Birdman and this how it's goin' down,
That little youngin' Yo Gotti I certified him stamped approval
nigga do
(what's up?)
New York City's pharaoh, potato on the barrel
Shell-case muffle, make me come touch you
I finger-fuck my firearm, we intimate
I'm
(D-Gotti talking)
We Po'ed up, we showed up
And we still rolling on choppas
It ain't stoping know what I'm talking about
It's D-goti, wreckshop
personify, really bring it to 'em
Because I'm - II looked up to these niggas
While on bail, they gon' take
My spot, big mistake, know what I'm saying?
My spot
Lord, pick up the chrome, Lord
Can I blame you, Lord, for needin'a feed what's yours
Got a wife that you love, yet you still lust whores
And I'm
a gang sign
Gotta glock 40 in my waist line
Just bought a new crib by the lake side
What is life like its love and I love my girl
Show up life a big spenda
Gotti Go
Get in that car and go vroom, don't give a fuck about no red light
Like what I'm gon do when I'm just tryna get my head right?
If I pull out
hatnen man (Rd, Sig, Driz, Breeze what’s hatnen man, Zoe Gotti what’s hatnen)
This that SPA SPS type sh*t (Fro what’s hatnen, yo Tommy Boy)
Apples
Holy moly
I got manz like Ali
Im so high like molly
I go print like polly
I’m so fine and dolly
I look like a lolly
Tease me like Yo Gotti
I need
And what I have to say (J. Dean Bitch!) pay attention bae Yo!
Take a look at me now an up and coming boss
Faked the hook with the cross you know I'm dipped
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
the life
It goes bank teller, car dealer
Where the real niggas go, they be like Gotti
What's good nigga?
I reply shit, I'm just tryna get it
Full of hoes,
body
Got her touching on my body
She wanna know what’s in my pockets
Got a check fuck it up Yo Gotti
93 gas in the tank
I ain’t no regular man
Playing
Aye who them niggas over there looking all cfrazy man?!
Yo Polo What the fuck aye go pull over there man
aye aye skurt (gunfire)
Like John gotti I
(Air)
So these bitches they starting to strip (Strip)
Yo bitch caressing my hair (Yea)
Cuz she like how it's soft and it's slick (Aye)
Fuck wit bitches by
Strait up
The route mouse shit
Get your style shit
I announced it
Slang lordy yo
Staring at my man Gordy Laury
The bitch bought'em on
She'll reward
I ain't no dolphin, fuck rhyming, I'm cripping
Niggas rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring
Doing drive-by's I ain't
I ain't no dolphin, f*** rhyming, I'm cripping
N****s rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring
Doing drive-by's I ain't
I throw I baby in leaf
Look like I'm rolling up Little Man
Gimme the loot
Unfinished business with you
Giving it up or what little can
Missing that
down for what?
Turn down for what?
Yeah, there you have it, nigga
Memphis Tenn (Turn down for what?)
Yo Gotti, Juicy J, Drumma Boy, DJ Drama (Turn down
What's up Chi-town?
Yeah, Murder INC. back up in ya area
On that gangsta s*** ya know
Connect worldwide
Worldwide gangsta s*** nah mean?
From
of chronic
Nigga sell a lot of crack
You can hit a nigga line, order what you want
I can whoop a Maserati, pulling up a donk
50, 000 on yo watch, young nigga
want
Don't think ima demon
Just pick up the baggage
(Pick up the baggage)
I'm telling u straight of from the top
U knew what it was
That came in
like whats in yo cup (AND)
My momma told me these bro's not ya Brodie's
They'd turn the first chance that they could (I)
Knew she was right gave my
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