Lyrics:
the projects
Please don't make me catch a body
Please don't make me catch a body
All white, Yo Gotti
I heard some niggas was tryna rob me
Please don't make me
shawty
Now shawty, down shawty
You want it, gotti gotti
Can you feel the light shine?
Can you feel the heart beat?
We are rich like brokers
Together that
shawty, now shawty
You want it, gotti gotti
Can you feel the light shine?
Can you feel the heart beat?
We are rich like brokers
Together that night
Neither
to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow It's like I missed the summer
Put it on my mama Yo, Gotti he a Hall of Famer drug dealer
Yo
You know, This just some real nigga shit
A real nigga story you know what I'm saying?
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new ‘rarri
Living
got on chucks
(I always loved this shit nigga)
Hold up
Who the fuck you talkin too?
Don't ever think I'm that nigga
I feel like I'm bulletproof, but
Savage shit, and my bitches all 10's they not average
Been through shit that you wouldn't imagine it
Look how far we done came off this rapping shit
Lil Haitian Gotti like that there yeah
Like that there yeah
She had her heart broken before
I'ma player, shawty of course
I can't be fucking
They say i don’t got it
They say i don’t got it
They say i don’t got it
They say i don’t got it
They say i don’t got it
I got it like gotti
They say
are you
I don't know yo like Gotti
I don't feel nobody
I do this shit for ollie
The world wanna stop me
I don't feel nobody
I don't feel nobody
I don't
Last nigga tried got bodied
Hit 6 times with a shotty
Fed don't even know who did the body
Bitch I feel like I'm John Gotti
So fuck you and ya squad
stole the mics in the party
That muthafuckin nigga Young Gotti
Melbeatz x-in, inhale beats, provide and sell beats
I'm the crankiest, pursiest
always bossed up, like I’m Gotti
They can’t stop me, God’s got me
You know my body
Woo, woo this sound too good for the intro
Never hesitate, hit the gas
Gotti got the sauce and y'all niggas want the juice
Fighting for your love is some shit I ain't gone do
Cheated on a niggas I just charge it to the crew
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My nigga
afford to get a pink Bugatti
"Ayo, Nick, didn't you just do a hit with Gotti?"
That too, but my niggas send hits like Gotti
It's a wrap, like the things
Ain't no mercy, young nigga
This the jungle
And I pray you rich forever
Gotti, I pray you rich forever
All my niggas
I pray you rich forever
If you
like I'm Rocky
Drop the bitch off in a Masi'
Feel like I'm Gotti feel like I'm Teflon
I ride around with a weapon
I got that shit that ain't stepped
deal wit me (wit me)
Cashville, Tenn-A-Key, I brought a mill wit me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Don't get this shit confused (fused) we was neva
grateful that the Lord's forgiving
And be happy you ain't dead, sick, or in prison
My nigga
[Lloyd]
Ladies come take this ride with me
Niggaz come
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
him
(What's yo' name?) Big Snoop
I'm in the big Coupe, I got that whoop whoop
I'm tryin' to get a chicken
I got that big loot
Let me slide to the hoop,
code, fuck Illuminati!
Only secret society is Rap-A-Lot
And John Gotti (Gotti)
This Halliburton contracts and
War profiteerin' (teerin)
With Cheney
identity was born
And no, this ain't a movie, dog
This is murder
(Murder, murder, murder)
And you need a second for me
Yo Gotti, I make the hits, you just
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