Lyrics:
Single, I'm single (It's Yo Gotti) Go go go go go
It's gonna rock up in the building (Go, go)
Single single single, single, single (I know)
I'm
let me serve,
Swerve, I'm still dope that's my word,
All I did was the switch the kitchens,
Did some tracks on the birds,
Irv, Gotti know I'm
chick, got me feelin' like Yo Gotti
Put my mouth on it, start suckin' the soul out it
Fuck a key, on private jets, tell nobody
Nobody, nobody, not you,
Okay, like run from me
Slice him up & left him by the creek
What's yo type I like the way you bleed, yeah
I like yo fangs I just might pull up teeth
up high, lets ride cause
New York is back
Yo, the hammer and the muzzle came together
All I did was hold on to the pieces 'til the puzzle came
leprechaun nigga
Don't press ya luck
Heffer is you crazy? You done lost yo' mind
You need some real lessons
Your style done went blind
Then he got
Yo yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been
google.com, http, slash, google. com
I will fuckin' beat your ass, don't fuckin' test me motherfucker, I'm not playing
Oh, and by the way, the next time I see
Enjoy your flight
Never am I shook by your vibes
I see the truth hidden proof when I look in your eyes
See my words those only a crook would disguise
My
Verse 1:
Its like i never left
I'm back from the dead
Yo what's happening
Was gone for a minute
Now i'm moving through manhattan
Im back for
for why we're all so fuckin' sick in the brain
But if you can't contain what you say, some can't take a joke so to yo face BANG!
I'm about to take
know she pipe it up
Stay upon my grind
All the time
Ye I shine
Run it up
Fuk yo vendetta
While I ride i move in silence
Death is always so complaint
Hear
Are we back? Anyways, just wanted to say, come on, you know we had to sneak this in the album somewhere
Yo, what's up guys? I'm Eddie. I'm Troy.
do cuz God got me
Trippin' off who!?, nobody
Know "Men Lie, Women Lie"
That's big facts, word to Yo Gotti
Tryna leave behind a legacy and get Ricch
(Yo)
(Imam Gotti yo)
(Tres Doze Regime)
(Cuatro Siete Outfit)
(Aiyo)
(Real talk yo)
(Yeah yeah)
(Walk the walk)
(Talk the talk)
Antes de la pandemia
ed, tell a story of the streets
[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats
Your little plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by sellin' out the Kid Rock
A part of me was with you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off
Check, check, check, yo, we here M-I-S-S-O-U-R-I
For sure, we gon' hold that down for St. Louis no doubt
My nigga Kyjuan gon' kick this shit out
sayonara (Bye)
Desde chamaquito hago lo que me dé la gana (Jaja)
John Gotti con todos los míos, pa' los enemigos soy Tony Montana, ey (Grr-Pah)
Yo quiero las
it is yo, D-Az, straight in
Yo, I am a rapper slash and singer-songwriter
From when I was a young guy
Even up to this day
Man are tryna drag me under
shit popper
Spark my trees and wake the whole house
Like it's a pot of Folgers
Movin' like and army platoon, lots of soldiers
M-16's aimed above yo
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full
the three-o-to-four pound
Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!!
Yo, too many bitch-ass-niggas think they got a lot
And I'ma dead these wannabe heads with
night long
"All night long"
A-yo my youth had a nigga too aggressive
I use to speed excessive, both eyes closed
No thought infested
Hittin' pot
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