Lyrics:
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You were up in his arms , I was down on my knees
Get the cards on the table
No need to pretend
You've got to be cruel to be kind
He can sell
feel me
Man I'm goin crazy
Gotta slow it down
Cause I get a lil wavy
Got a bad bitch
Swear that's lil baby
Makin these plans
Movin quiet on the daily
been looking for Yo Gotti, I'm in the bank nigga
Nigga dozing off on them pills and drank nigga
Count up 5 million cash, make you faint nigga
I just
Steeze flyin' off the roof
VIP with hundred dollar bills
Flyin' off the roof
So I got behind her, to see if I fit there
Yo go tell Gotti there's a
Five
Yo, yo, this is Chris Rock
You heard my man
He ain't on no commercial shit
The O.D.B.
It ain't the Young D.B.
It's the Ol' D.B.
That old shit
This
the DM like Yo Gotti
Fuck her tonight and make you want to kill her
I just found out that this bitch is a nympho
I broke her off, she said she can't
near gross a quarter
Mill in one year
A nigga aint even signed yet
Can u fathom that
(Hold up) I really-really get it by the freight load
(Hold up) I
in my Chevy 'Vette
Nah, you ain't ready yet, wetter than yo' girl get
Dolce 'Bana, Dolce shades, don't you wanna see the boy
See the boy, see
the DM like Yo Gotti
Fuck her tonight and make you want to kill her
I just found out that this bitch is a nympho
I broke her off, she said she can't
Let it be prophesized; niggas'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way niggas get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
Niggas
like you crazy, he got classic shit
[Verse 2]
Its the killa kid from the bronx
Holdin down to the death
You can hear the squad comin
By the sound
the yo like I'm mufuckin' Gotti
And no we don't care bout yo mufuckin' posse my gang in all black like the mufuckin' Akatsuki
Okay I get so high I talk
had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up
know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Shawty said her dream is to get cuffed by a real nigga
Sorry couldn't please you i been hiding two or three bitches from ya
Where a nigga from when
like the love coming from the blocky
I don't feel nobody
I don't feel nobody
I'm like who are you
I don't know yo like Gotti
I don't feel nobody
I do
It's Yo boy Juan Gotti Juan Gachos
Shout out Aiden, Manic Beats
No set trippin' records in this bitch
What's up Steve Era
Ah
Now you on the floor
my crown
Michael body-count, Pacquiao, you're going down
Wanna see a dead body, see a dead body?
Wanna see a dead body, see a dead body?
I'll show it
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N****s
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down
dead bodies
All these kids dying, the talk of illuminati
As I'm murderin' ink, I get a call from irv gotti
Say "keep spittin' cause when you do it's like
a 'Rari, I'm in the Yo like Gotti
A Boogie, I'm goin' Scottie, nigga drop my deposit
I ain't Jamaican, bitch, I'm Haitian, but I got them shottas
Harley
To the M-I, cat like a semi
Nigga stole my car, why not you get my
Give yo' ass a black eye
Oh, say bye-bye
I'ma give your body to the sky
Run
you fools (This here for my shottas)
I'm a thug, that goes by no rules (Dip Set!) Oww!!!!
Heaven knows if I'm meant to go (I'm a shotta)
Let me
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