Lyrics:
The way you show me you love me, is by the way you pay me
The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine
Just know I keep niggas up and krunk, like
The way you show me you love me, is by the way you pay me
The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine
Just know I keep niggas up and krunk, like
love, is by the way you pay me
The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine
Just know I keep niggas up and krunk, like battle lines
love, is by the way you pay me
The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine
Just know I keep niggas up and krunk, like battle lines
love, is by the way you pay me
The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine
Just know I keep niggas up and krunk, like battle lines
nigga dats fashion
Now nigga dat, now nigga dat,
Now nigga dat, now nigga dats fashion
And I'm fresh as fuck if you ask me
All gold and I'm flashy
Yo
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know
Getting it
Getting dat gwop
Sess 4-5
Aye yo I get it in, package it and get it out
Count it all, stack it up
Gettin gwop is what I'm bout
Money ain't shit
Getting it
Getting dat gwop
Sess 4-5
Aye yo I get it in, package it and get it out
Count it all, stack it up
Gettin gwop is what I'm bout
Money ain't shit
back
Get back, get back, get back, uhh
'Cause I'm servin' well-done ground beef
Backed up by a glass of Sweet T
And you know my theme song, uhh, that
you keep it real where you from
Cause where you at might put da dagger in yo back its like livin wit yo homey dat
Be on crack and fat my niggas know my
what?
Gotti: You fuckin' with them SLS niggas?
Lucille: Whoa, it's not even like that
Gotti: yo cono lucille: Baby, chill
Gotti: I gotta go through your
fallin off
Yo Gotti, hell naw I ain't petty
So I wanna welcome my haters ta my 100 grand Chevy
(Chorus 2x)
Chevy ridin high boy (Mon E. G.)
My Chevy stay
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
raided yo spot
Confiscated yo block
N he didn't get shot
You a hoe nigga
N I remember u do u remember me
8th grade leavin skool
Walkin up (dats wats
I be talkin' 'bout"
And we gon' be around til yo motherfuckin' body rot
And if the Feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got
And if the Feds
by a race of Jews and the Lizards control them too
And it's run by some black dude
I'm in love with Yo Gotti
I'm in charge of the Club now too
Wup that hoe [x13]
[Chorus x2: Yo Gotti]
Wup that hoe, Wup that hoe (she fucked yo baby daddy)
Wup that hoe, wup that hoe (shit I aint mad at ya)
That's s a Bugatti (that's a bu whaa?) whoo
I'm feeling like gotti (I'm feeling like whoo) Oh
I feel like Gotti (yeah) Oh
A rebel no rowdy (woah)
I pass
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
admire her walk, or just impress that she thick
I'm reppin' Southside ?? nigga, nigga Yo Gotti!
Bricks in the dashboard Benz big body
Royce 5'9"
admire her walk, or just impress that she thick
I'm reppin' Southside ?? nigga, nigga Yo Gotti!
Bricks in the dashboard Benz big body
Royce 5'9"
never see me with a empty cup
I can do dat
I'ma buy the whole neighborhood bikes
I can do dat
you know Lil' Flip gone do what he like
I can do dat
[Lil' Gotti]
Now why dey want to see me dead niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottwielers by my bed
Niggas afraid to see a Gambino
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