Lyrics:
just keep raking in the bands feel like Yo Gotti
Why you ain't talkin' to her? she a hoe prolly
Said she ain't that into drugs she took the whole molly
bout em
And to the top we going came straight from the bottom
Working hard im in the yo just like gotti
I know niggas they gonna hate but no these niggas
(talking, Gotti I always hear you talking
About this Studio B shit
What the fuck is all that shit)
Well let me tell ya you know I'm saying
You know
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
Got-ti motherfucker
I holds the microphone like a grudge
In the 'llac laid back, so back the fuck up
This might give you a heart attack
It's real
Like rеality when somebody
Pull the burner you realize
That your the casualty
Came up the hardaway like Anfernee
Gotta worry about a nigga jackin yo
Shit
You see the number dividing
I'm yelling yo, No gotti
Bitch, I got hoes like Scottie
I can get… Fuck
I can get violent
Everyone dying
Yea, I'm on that
(Ayy, who that? John Gotitt)
Trap be still doin' numbers
Big Gotti still got runners
Twenty years straight no fumbles
Wildlife, nigga, from
Kid Gotti:
I woke up this morning with a great influence
Like why should I be mad I been getting to it
I spent my whole life hunting down this
to this
Where ya'll at
Die for this
Throw guns up to the sky for this
Where ya'll at
Yo, You must wanna die
From the nigga you testify against
young and my old body (yah)
You don't know yet, don't know Bobby (know Bobby)
I got the juice like the film and Yo Gotti (Yo Gotti)
I changed it
Dogg Pound Thug Life you know how we Fuckin' do this shit!
You stupid mothefuckers don't get me,
Now take a look inside my mind
That Pen' time made
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
wasn't real, I wouldn't be in this position
Like that, dogg, I got a whole lot to say
I'm by myself with my rhymes when we kick it all day
Lil' Jay used
with my Gz like I’m gotti
C to the MZ with my Gz like I’m gotti
Ima take my time ima keep goin up
Keep that shxt witchu I don’t want yo luv
I need
Just know that it's Royalty we gone blow!
Straight by my lonely see i'm doing this for knock
I see they hate because like tip i beat the block
I stay
the bass and that limelight glow
I know
(You thinking that this game is over)
Oh no
(The wait is over)
New York is back
Let me see your hands, wave 'em
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
zaggin' through the freeway:
Race me nigga!
In a high speed chase with the law
The realest motherfucker that you ever saw
Yo, this goes out to
Everybody
Yeah (yeah)
(Listen to this track, bitch)
Ha
Like Tommy Lee and Pamela, I'm fuckin' on a camera
More stamina than animals, Gucci is no amateur
money good, tell lil' bruh, "Lock that in" (lock that in)
Gotta hand the 'migos passes, you is not my kin
It's either death or jail with us, this shit
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