Lyrics:
[D-Gotti]
Throw yo, hands in the air
Wave em side to side, like you just don't care
[Big Moe]
I wanna know, if
Y'all sip, purple potion
[D-Gotti]
Where they
on the creep down by Vick's weed spot(So what! )
Made a U-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man
Ya had me stressin
a jake on the creep down by Vicks weed spot(so what)
Made a you-ey up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to hurry back so I could warn my man
Ya
Cuz the way you move your body
It got me acting so naughty naughty
So rack it up like Yo Gotti
Yes you the life of the party party
The way that Mary
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
Already, kno what I'm sayin this Birdman and this how
it's goin down, that little youngin Yo Gotti I certifed
him stamped approval, you feel me?
,
Dondas
Jay said I got the thunder
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti
lyin' through they teeth
Uh
Trust real sacred I can't give that shit to nobody
I just keep raking in the bands feel like Yo Gotti
Why you ain't talkin'
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas
Big stepper, we'll
wanna pop a wheelie
Ride him like a Kawasaki
Big Phantom grill, cook the streets like hibachi
I'm sipping saki
I'ma roll like Gotti
Boy, why you
on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas (Shh)
she was on a nigga airtight
It won't no what's up it won't no hug I shook my head twice
You thinking we bros you broke the code I found yo hoe and bent
links, yo
This case is mine
With all faith divine, say no more
Throw a Mason sign
The nerve of you, lyin' in court
We all heard of you bUGATCHI suit's
Already,
Know what I'm sayin' this Birdman and this how it's goin' down,
That little youngin' Yo Gotti I certified him stamped approval
up
You can bet I come diggin' you up
Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus
Already,
Know what I'm sayin' this Birdman and this how it's goin' down,
That little youngin' Yo Gotti I certified him stamped approval
of these niggas, I'm sick of the cap (yes sir)
"Gotti, why you got security, but you still got a strap"
"Gotti worth a hundred million
Grind like he in
you out your motherfucking mind
You could see the shit I'm doing, if you was blind
Straight up, I'm just trying to get mine
[Yo Gotti]
What am I to do
a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck
scholarship Gotti, you gave a bitch a Birkin
I just gave her some knowledge
Started with 40 rounds now it's an empty Box
Just like yo girl until she met my dick
ain't crip I ain't slime
I'm The Show, I aint lyin
Fuck you nigga!! If you hatin on the gang
LLTS, I had to put it on a chain
Deep dicked yo bitch had
dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas (Shh)
Big stepper, we'll stomp on you lil' niggas
Already,
Know what I'm sayin' this Birdman and this how it's goin' down,
That little youngin' Yo Gotti I certified him stamped approval
pandemic, all I seen was snow
It's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti he be runnin' 'round with real
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