Lyrics:
wit da boof we only smoke loud
Smoking on da woods cuz we got it out da south
Anywhere we go we gon always shut it down
Anywhere we go yeah you know we
Gotti you know we got you nigga
Palm City
Milkwaukee Buck'ing Gang
Yo it's that boy they call Young'n
And you know I rep that gang
Them ink
on the road
And when I ride by I'm in the newest one
I got so much money I think I should pay for all this
They ain't down to spend how much they say cause
sweet my God is and I love him
And I know weh chiwa you won't like it
'Cause Jesus got my back
And I'll never go back
Nah!
Ichitemwiko chesu nipyepye
like Chris Hansen
Bitches wanna act all tough
Hit it from the back if you know what's up
'Cause I'm finna pull up with the Glock
And I'll pull up on yo
Listen
Tune... tune in....
Listen
Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah
Will you keep fussin when you know I'm right (yeah)
Keep it low key, girl come spend
Wanna break me down
His bitch gonna call up
Tryna take me out
Cuz I'm wyling smiling
Pull up on yo baby mama flashing kno i got it
(Like a island
Bitch
you lack
'Cause if you focused on yourself
You wouldn't have time to go online
Spend your time there, heh
Just to shit on Dax oh, it's sad
You know I've
(woo)
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow
it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug
grab your pistol
'Cause if you sit still
I'm gonna make your fucking shit spill
And I'm talking 'bout buckets
Why did I have to do it?
Fuck it, you got
[Chorus: AshantI and Irv Gotti]
(Ashanti:) We're gonna party through the night (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!).
(Ashanti:) Don't you wanna drink and dance
I like when you spend it on me (me), spend it on me
I like when you spend it on me (ooh, spend it)
Good time, come spend it on me (me) spend it
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
You get yo shit whacked in the day and whacked up in the dark
I had to stay up out the way, it was getting bizarre
Let me talk my shit
I got niggas who
I want a five-star bitch (yeah, Yo Gotti)
It's your boy Yo Gotti, I do grade A shit
I'm the realest nigga walkin', and this the remix (Yo Gotti
Only postin' on my socials, 'cause I ain't social
Ayy, that's Gotti, he paranoid, don't approach him
And you know he got that toaster
And you know he
Yeah, Money Mos
Yeah, n****, whatever
Yeah, bitch, it whatever
Yo Gotti you ready?
Yeah, I am
L'll never let my n**** down
Nah, I never put some
Yeah, spend that
Yo Kells, yeah
N**** goin' get it, my was Spanish
Know what I mean, they'll f*** up your money n****, let's do it, yeah
Ain't
Plug One, y'all)
No offense to a player, but yo, I don't play
And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way
J.D. Dove, show your love, what you
and figure out that studio Gotti's catch hotties to the mouth
Who got that clout, don't act surprised cause it's that bitch from the South
Mia X hoes, you
to quit like Rule
So go head and try it, see it just don't match
And ya man hate me, 'cause why'all just don't match
Got my gun on me, and I could walk
And the enemy is one-time
I ain't gotta tell you
Yo, it's right in front of your eyes
We rep the QBC, nigga, rep yours, it's all love
Milli' stacked down,
Plug One translatin' the zone (Plug One, Plug One, y'all)
No offense to a player, but, yo, I don't play
And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
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