Lyrics:
the trap" (it's ya boy Yo Gotti)
I have wet dreams 'bout my kitchen, I got trust issues with my bitches
Every gun inside my city, it got switches, I'm not
Columbia with the connect putting the order in
Nigga act we gonna clap like we the audience
Make sure you wipe down the strap, get rid of all the prints
Do
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
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Numbers don't lie (I'm Yo Gotti)
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men lie
Women lie, men
strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh)
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
Come put your lights out, I spark your
strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh)
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
Come put your lights out, I spark your
[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
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
the
"Nicki Scarful" comin' through the bus death
Spreads through camps like "Parvul"
Young Gotti Kurupt & see with the dope and the green weed
Indeed I'm
The Nicky Scarfo comin' through to bust
Death spreads through camps like Parvo
Young Gotti Kurupt and C with the
Dope and the green weed
Indeed, I'm out
[verse 1]
First of all yo gotti represent every thug
Went to school graduated operated with drugs
Had knowledge went to college fucking bitches
the
"Nicki Scarful" comin' through the bus death
Spreads through camps like "Parvul"
Young Gotti Kurupt & see with the dope and the green weed
Indeed I'm
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 niggas Shh
[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
Treat her like a magazine, loaded if they stick by me
Loaded stick by me
Wrist is only Rolex, Swiss timing
Yeah that bitch shinin
With the bezel full
the
?Nicki Scarful? comin' through the bus death
Spreads through camps like ?Parvul?
Young Gotti Kurupt & see with the dope & the green weed
Indeed I'm
[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
be your end, to say the least peace
And I won't give a thang
'Cause I'm down with the true crew
Down with the coochie bang
Brothers better strap they
trapped with the strap
(Skurt)
My lifes a trap, im trapped with the strap
(Skurt)
My lifes a trap, in trapped with these caps
My lifes a trap, im trapped
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
the
?Nicki Scarful? comin' through the bus death
Spreads through camps like ?Parvul?
Young Gotti Kurupt & see with the dope & the green weed
Indeed I'm
rappers playing with me
I'm trying to stop from clicking out
Did a show in Alabama, guess my strap was sticking out
Security to try the arrest nigga, but
with the hotties
I'm numero uno in your eyes honey poppi
Yo lady Gotti
Thugged out, hooriding ready to kill
Yet make me feel like others can't with
getting off the 405
Be with this bad bitch, she living in the south
I'm met her at the club with my nigga Gotti
5-3, thick, with a lot of pride
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