Lyrics:
I be on fire like my name Yo Gotti
Learned how to hustle keep sum guap in my pocket
Stayin true to myself yea I keep dis shit honest
When I fuccd
Ball, Ball calls the crew
We met up at the Penthouse, and Paris Round 2
Do , you know the code to the fence, if you don't
Then move on cause you ain't
clow by the beast
Oceany black link and hella black clouds
And when I'm on the prowl, you neva hear me growl
Cause when it's time to attack, these
gon' bend it and dent it
Fuck what it cost, we gon' spend it
Buy it, never rent it
Now when you suckin my dick
Baby girl put yo' face in it
Get it get it
niggas we ball with car figures
Papers dial mine, clothes custom figure
Matchin' Jon Gotti to roll through customs nigga
Roll the custom built shit, I
still gettin' injured
NIGGA DON'T YOU KNOW BY NOW THE TANK CAN'T BE DENTED?!!
And when we reach a hundred million cartridges
We ain't finished
Bitch
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
Play nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, took shit from nobody
I got a bad bitch from Vogue
Told her strike a pose
Step
What, what
Uh, uh
What, uh
What, yeah
Uh, yo
Yo, what
Yo, uh
Yo, uh
[Charli]
Say Mobb Deep, niggas go sorry
Niggas might rob me
See niggas we ball
momma
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame drug dealer
Yo Gotti, he be running round with real killers
Hush gang, he be frontin' on fuck n***as
Big stepper. we
to the wall,
From the ceiling to the floor,
With a feeling when you ball,
Make your mom cling,
Im into don things,
Don Don, Donna Karren, Don Cornelius, Don
tonight
I'm clever, only time we party, when we beat a body
Or when they free Gotti, so that means never
To my niggas in they cell wit a hour of rec
Hey Gotti, Hey Chuck
How the fuck we gon' keep droppin this fire on these niggaz?
Know what I'm saying we killin' 'em on the radio
Then we jump
it, see
I dig in my crates, I don't perpetrates
I got shit sewn, like Billy Bathgate
Beware like Cocoa, yo I'm not a slow boat
Got so much dough I
lavish, in the kitchen whippin' magic (bad, bad)
Yo Gotti, 2 Chainz
Bad bitches, bad habits
We got London on da Track
Yeah
I ain't asked nan' nigga
Pulled up fish tank
Just a bit late
Hit by mistake
I'm the trap savior
I'm a trap savior
Gotti a trap savior
Give me that price I raise it up
Thats yo
Yo this is my story a story about the dream
They say I cannot play screw what they say
Now let me tell you
When I was eight I made a dream
That one
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
dog
That'll get yo ass shot
Why you lookin like that?
That'll get yo ass shot, stop lookin' at my dog
Yeah! This ya boy Yo Gotti!
Why you lookin'
'em if you love me
We ride in them rentals when we spinnin' on yo' buddy (yeah)
I just wanna ball with my niggas where it's sunny (just ball
being famous
You don't wanna live my life,
Trust me I'm dangerous, I must keep a banga
(Yea)What can I say but when its on, its on
If we don' call it
being famous
You don't wanna live my life,
Trust me I'm dangerous, I must keep a banga
(Yea)What can I say but when its on, its on
If we don' call it
that thang, thang
Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya
See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin', I got ya
Say a prayer
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
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