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Mario Mims (born May 19, 1981), better known by his stage name Yo Gotti, is a southern rapper from the northern side of Memphis, Tennessee who was previously known as Lil Yo. more »

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Yeah 
Ay (CMG), this mixtape here
It's strictly for the fans 
(Yogottimusic.com), trust me
I want my album to drop more than you
Call the fucking label and ask them what happening
(Dear world) f*ck it
(Truly yours)
(King)

I'm on my grown man flow band up flow
Nigga I just brought a phantom off the showroom floor
See these niggas sub-tweeting, but his fans don't know
He a pussy and I expose this nigga I said a ho
In the streets niggas look up to Gotti and I understand why
Ain't on this slick shit nigga, I see eye to eye
Running 'round, talking down, playing games, nigga die
Young niggas in the clip, black nines, nothing but fire
Yeah, ay let the beat sing to 'em
Look
My brother back in jail, my songs leaking out
Little rappers playing with me
I'm trying to stop from clicking out
Did a show in Alabama, guess my strap was sticking out
Security to try the arrest nigga, but instead they kicked me out
I've been going through a lot of shit, fucking with this model bitch
Baby momma left a nigga and now it hard to see the kids
Record label can't get it right, they pushed the date back
Ross hit a nigga up try to put me on Maybach
Tip hit a nigga up trying to give me Grand Hustle
All these niggas are my niggas and I respect the hustlers
Some of these niggas like my brothers
They've been real since day one
Realest nigga in it, I've been real since day one
And a nigga keep saying I'm one song away
F*ck that, I'm five million dollars strong today, ha

(Frr, beep)

Ay, see when you heard me doing that money machine shit, nigga
That mean I got that mother fuckin' sack bruh
Nigga I make M's nigga
You know what I'm talking about (frrr beep)
I show these niggas how to do this shit I'm the blue print nigga
Show these niggas how to make these millions, nigga
And I ain't drop shit but a nigga bitch off
You know what I'm talking 'bout, ha

I'm in a two door coupe (coupe)
With a see through roof (roof)
And the a dope boy roll (roll)
And a Glock 9 too (go)
Red bitch on the passenger, she semi cute (cute)
But her head some serious (serious), so you know what it do
When I say I love my niggas, that mean I love my niggas
Yeah, I rap for living, but I gotta plug for my niggas
I talk cocaine (cocaine), 'cause I know cocaine
Ain't on that criss cross shit
I'm trying to stay in my lane
Say I rap like I trap, I gotta stay on my game
I'm strapped 24/7 I got to stay on my aim
They say Keep it real Gotti I say I been doing that
They say these niggas on white, I say influence that
I'm on my lea-lea-leader shit, niggas following the kid
But I ain't fucked up with it
The streets know what it is
(I'm on my lea-lea-leader shit, niggas following the kidd)
(But I ain't fucked up with it)
(The streets know what it is)

And my little homies keep telling me to smash on 'em
Met a bad bitch and I spend a little cash on her
Copped a new whip so I left the paper tags on 'em (yeah)
Got a couple checks but I really hate to brag on 'em (yeah)
Catch me in the club, Luis shoe, Louis rag on 'em (yeah)
Standing on the couch, popping bottles dropping swag on 'em (yeah)
Zilla up next and I bet the pad on 'em
Soon as he said the name CMG drop the bag on 'em (beep)

I mean you know shit you know crazy
'Cause like the other night a nigga was in Atlanta
We, we fucking around 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
And its like December twenty-third

I'm a real nigga first, get money second
Break bread with my niggas, we like family so respect it
Bad blood in the camp and niggas feel neglected
I try to work it out before it get all hectic
But if its about a bitch, just know I don't respect it
And if you talking foul I hope its ain't in my direction homie
Yeah
I say if you talking foul I hope its ain't in my direction homie

Ay see
I believe 
Nigga got a problem they handle it
You don't talk, you don't tweet
And if its all good its all good
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

I'm from the city of the murderers
Where industry niggas ain't never heard of us
They be like, "Who the f*ck is Gotti"? Nigga Google me
Oh I'm a f*ck nigga, that shit must be new to me
I'm damn near thirty and a nigga ain't done shit to me
Put your hands on a real nigga then its first degree
Get it, get it (pow)
Hit it, hit it (pow)
Split it (split it)
That's all my niggas do is murk some (murk sum'n)
I'm trying to hurt some (hurt sum'n)
If Migo got a 18 wheeler, he trying to work sum'n (work)
That bitch bad as hell, she trying to twerk sum'n
I'm give that bitch back to you 'cause she worse-some
I'm out, ha
C-M-G
I am
King, yeah

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