Lyrics:
I'm Yo Gotti!
[Chorus]
Pulled up at the show
Half a brick of blow
12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro
This bitch is sold out (4x)
We do it for
can't fight it, nigga, let go
Witness the sound made ya bitch ass
Bow down to Death Row
Mama, these niggas got me
Fightin' these three-strikes
Showin' up
Yo, the saga begins, beget 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
Better watch yo fuckin’ mouth
Do ‘em dirty wipe ‘em out
Spread it out I wipe it down
Show no mercy break it down
Better watch yo fuckin’ mouth
to the grave
It's going down, Moe-yo, feel this here baby
[Verse 1: D-Gotti]
These blades are choppin'
And these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my
pink lemoade or sherballato
Pink lemonade or sherballato tell me
What you want hoe yh i got 35s
Tenscotti by tenco or i got gotti
By backpack boys in
Bitch I’m the shit like a potty
Double cup leanin I’m sippin the snotty
Nigga try me and I’m catching a body
We pullin up with them sticks and them
me fightin' these 3 Strikes
Showin' up in court fuck what you thought it's three nights
I put the game down first put my niggas up on it
Now we
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
remember me? (So Icy)
Remember me from TV? Turnin' on yo' TV (ha)
Hip-hop police, say they lookin' after me (no)
How you lookin' after me? You know I had
like I missed summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti, he be running 'round with real killers
Hush gang, ain't
You get yo shit whacked in the day and whacked up in the dark
I had to stay up out the way, it was getting bizarre
Let me talk my shit
I got niggas who
on the Internet
And we see a motherfucking iTunes ad
Like, Yo Gotti January tenth
I mean shit kinda threw me for a loop
'Cause I didn't know nothing about it
sellin' rear rock shit, not glisten
The peeps got Yep not Pipmen
Me, myself, and Gotti & Pop was on my hit
[Gotti]
yeah, and I'm a Gangsta, Smoka, Toasta
are you
I don't know yo like Gotti
I don't feel nobody
I do this shit for ollie
The world wanna stop me
I don't feel nobody
I don't feel nobody
I don't
with the Moneybagg like Yo , I got it
& its going down in my DMs right now like Yo, Gotti
Fuck her so good got her nose snotty
I'm so about it what
down to fuck
Flexin designer manin
Traigo Balmain Jeans
Tu sabes que yo me llevo todito por los dos
Tu sabes que siempre ando grinding
Como Tony Hawk
Tu
Ten toes
By myself cus they all left me in the cold
They ones that i would give my life for had jus ended up foldin
I wipe my own tears pick myself
the key?
I'm the one God chose so you blessed through me
Gotti Floyd getchu higher than that ecstasy
Hey yo I come through stunnin',
Plus I'm gettin'
at cousin go for head
Yo survivors there wasn't none, instead they all was dead
Then he ran down the block, pass two cops and didn't stop
They cocked they
I'm Yo Gotti!
[Chorus]
Pulled up at the show
Half a brick of blow
12 pack of goose, quarter pound of dro
This bitch is sold out (4x)
We do it for
got you open, kid
Yo why you frontin', you know I got you open, kid
Rest in peace to Big Proof, you was a beast, you lyrically mirrored me
Molded
And down in a the west me nah go flow no flap with ex, yo
Ey Freedom cry,
Black people wipe the tears from your eyes, yea
Black man rise, salvation
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
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