Lyrics:
everything I'm Yo Gotti
So many choices I'm Bristol's E-40
(Damn) New edition G like the Power Rangers movie
cnd I'm getting' many P's you can call me Puff
whatever
Stay playa you gonna be able to stunt on whoever
Do it major you gon' be worth way more than a Tesla
Ion give a fuck about if niggas fuckin' you
The Hobby
Niggas Gon Run In Yo Pocket
We Find Out You Got It
(Gimmie Dat)
Got Cocaine Like Yo Gotti
All These Bottles That's Poppin
Niggas Say They Real
But
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
yo' body off the yacht, we gon' get you out the way
Pack a punch, the AK (sleeze, sleeze)
Cut his body sideways
Cuttin' shit like Sasuke
Cuttin'
My nigga got the lil stick in the chop
We jus shot these pussy niggas just for fun
We in the Maserati
Sipping double cup
Nigga like Yo Gotti
Just for
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
Like Ay Yo,
Listen when we spittin we gon' let them know
Ain't no ego trippin we gon' let them grow
We can all be chillin while the paper flows
This is
nobody
This is real world where violence becomes the best hobby
I'm Building my own world, ima boss like Yo Gotti, I'm different
Make it happen like Magic,
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
and a million something followers
I'm a street nigga, I'm just tryna get my dollars up
Kirko Bangz and my nigga YG
Yo Gotti, trill nigga, ask your hoe about me
and a million something followers
I'm a street nigga, I'm just tryna get my dollars up
Kirko Bangz and my nigga YG
Yo Gotti, trill nigga, ask your hoe about me
so as we eagerly await your come out
I'm constantly avoidin comin in
But either way we gon walk again, side by side
CMC till I die
When they setenced
(Get on your knees, nigga, get on your knees and pray)
Em, you claim you mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut
So what's Hailie gon' be
finished yet
You'll see, you'll see
See? It's 1996, man
And we gonna do the same thing to
You we did to you in '95
We gon' keep hittin' you in
Your head
[Gotti]
Yeah, no doubt, ugh
One time for the motherfuckin…
[Jazze Pha]
Yaw
This, is a Mannie Frishzzle, producshizzle, ha
My nizzle [whistles] I
Oh I do it all, yo...
Hook 2X
cgain (I cannot believe!)
cgain (I cannot believe!)
I'm on one again (I'm so high indeed!)
cgain (I cannot believe!)
in my Chevy 'Vette
Nah, you ain't ready yet, wetter than yo' girl get
Dolce 'Bana, Dolce shades, don't you wanna see the boy
See the boy, see
(I had to hit her, I'm never scary I'll be yo huckleberry!)
See you can call me any hour, that's how we do it
I'm in and out, and partner you ain't
Scared, get back nigga, but if not, it's cool
Cause right here is where it's at
[Prodigy]
Yo, all and together we gon' rush the front door
Get at them
They
Strawberry Gary, dodgin' potholes so elusive
Yo bitch been out here cheatin', cause you always got excuses
Teach my young nigga's a lesson, but I ain't never
ya (On God!)
I'm smokin' biscotti, yeah
Blacked out whip, Maserati, yeah
Finna whip up on the pot, I'm feelin' like Yo Gotti, yeah
Change my name
flip shit with bitches that ride all day
And niggas that get head, on the highway
And niggas hating
To see Satin
Or be played
I'm gon' tell yo
Keep yo hands in the air, 'cause we gon' take it there
And I know it ain't fair, but we just don't care
Uh-huh, uh, what
Ain't no other cats got
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