Lyrics:
(Jd On Tha Track)
How you snake yo' homie? Yeah
Niggas fake, they phony, yeah
Did this shit on my own by my lonely
Only thing I need is money
on black mamba crown on, Bob Marley
Wrist on Yo Gotti fox
Ma' don't you call me too late for sorry
Your life like ‘The Truman Show’
Likes on your IG
That
niggas trying to trade a check For a body
I just wanna fuck the twins, Roger do You copy
I got bitches trying to kick it like I'm Mr. Miyagi
Ayy, I'm
like the love coming from the blocky
I don't feel nobody
I don't feel nobody
I'm like who are you
I don't know yo like Gotti
I don't feel nobody
I do
My name is Mocheese (Yeah, I'm cheese)
She said do you want me on my knees, I said please (I said please)
I do this shit with ease
Remember I got my
Paid by the Bloods, raised by the Crips
Soulo Ho the prophecies, atrocities, exhibition
Oh yeah, now a nigga livin' good
But good could be better I
Lil Haitian Gotti like that there yeah yeah
Lil Haitian Gotti Like that there yeah, yeah
Bitch ever since a lil' youngin', I been thuggin', I swear
niggas gon' wake up nigga?
19, niggas still telling on yourself
Where they do that it?
This rich gangsta shit forever
We made it
Hey, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
I'm a general
Pussy, you a lawn jockey
Like I'm Sammy, been a bull
But, I'm the boss, John Gotti
Aye, Evgeni Malkin
be
Suckin' me dry like deserts Mojave, Gotti, hotties and honey dips
Likin' the way you do me, screw me it make my money flip
Shakin' that ass for
Definitely did take a long time
2020 been a sad year
Wasn't gon' even do this
But I think that y'all needed me after everything that been goin'
Whole team kicking shit I feel like I'm Yo Gotti (Gotti)
When you get it poppin hating niggas backtrack (Backtrack)
Cross the campus VCU it was in my
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
Pull up to my party
Baby girl you lookin so naughty
Said she ain’t do dat for the money
But we both know she gon Ride me
[Tricky Nicki]:
Open up
stripper
That's gon' tell me that she don't dance
Tell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound good
Do me like the women from my town would
Leather
people dont belong to you/
Sometimes these people just be loaned to you/
God take em back whenever he want to/
Cherish the day what we gon do/
Have
sticky by the sto'
I rip your hottest MC like eenie mynie moe
Fuck dough I do it for fun, "Juice" like Bishop
"American Pie" nigga, hit your momma like
scope
Gotti was never a hoe
I move like the pope
Boy I just hope you don't run up
Try to do that ya ass gon be done up
From the gutta
Like a hunter
it up I feel like Yo Gotti
And I prolly could go take your ho prolly
You got no shawty, you got nobody
She don't got no ass she got no body, but I
nigga)
Don't fuck with D.S.G.B. or T.I. (c'mon)
Do you know why, I don't fuck with nobody? (yeah)
The same shit, that fucked up John Gotti (yeah)
These
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
to say I'd never be nobody
But you know what I never do?
Smoke it off like Gotti
Five million dollar hits puttin in saxophones
Tray Deee and Snoop, we
the truth
Damn they'll speak about you
When a nigga talk real
You won't even know how it feel
How you gon' tell me what it is
When a nigga say Gotti
All that
All my clothes for school, I'mma be fresh as hell
I'mma kill at school, they gon' send me to the feds
Yo' bitch gon' cheat on you, and I know you
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