Lyrics:
Riding round looking for you
Ammo by the two, clip big as you feeling rude
Don't get confused, we stick and move
Switching moves
Change out the tune, gotti
I'm Gotti ( Like I'm Gotti )
If you ain't talking bout money leave yo messages on seen ( Seen )
I know you look good but yo outfit came from shein (
to tha grave
It's going down, mo-yo, feel this here baby
(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These blades are choppin'
And these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud
spot by the Seine, is where I'll be in the end
My love
That's how we gon live
But right now we just kids
Yo
Life is but a dream
This is everything I
business keep it skrait
Ion know you bro, why you wan throw schmuck upon my name
I'm the Gotti man, master of the trap and outer space
Im on mercury yo bitch
the bubble, yo kid where are you?
(1-14 between Manhattan and Morningside Avenue)
This happened just right out the blue
Aiyo dun, fuck that bitch, tell her get
to the golden coast
Yo you gon fuck around catch a holy ghost
Oh im a pussy, how you gonna call me that
When my brothers tryna scrap and you called your dad
Guess
lavish, in the kitchen whippin' magic (bad, bad)
Yo Gotti, 2 Chainz
Bad bitches, bad habits
We got London on da Track
Yeah
I ain't asked nan' nigga
Bankhead
Been around the world, touched
Every hood, nigga, i ain't scared
I'm on a vest, ain't tryna die
You know the semi
I'm Yo Gotti, rich nigga walkin',
like
"Gotti" (Yo)
"I'm throwing a party, come and parlay
Finna shoot you the addy; ain't too far from where you stay
Bad bitches and alcohol, what more I
don't put the blame on me
Incase you ain't know this Joddy
Get money get money my motty
Put a date on it no Yo Gotti
Hope Coi Leray come to my parties
She
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
at?
Oh, them niggas actin up? Where the wolves at?
You better bust that if you gon' pull that
Yo, yo, yo yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo yo, yo
Once it's on,
turn up a different degree
I know it sound crazy
But I'm driven to a point
Where they ain't allowing a key
You can't compare
Where you cannot compete
Horsemen attack
The only thing gonna pop is my collar and a gat
Chorus 1 & 2
[Canibus]
Yo, yo, yo
Fuck beggin for ya life, I have you niggas beggin for
a blessing
And up is our one direction
And my bitch real bad, nigga you not me
I get cash and don’t brag, you can’t sit by me
Niggas know I got the juice,
and keeping finances straight
Maybe I'm not the one to date
Miss who I was, he not the same
I watched you play with my intelligence
Never judge a book by its
just by raising his hand
Oh, my Yoda
Yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda yo-yo-yo-yo Yoda
Well, I left home just a week before
And I've never ever been a Jedi before
But
thugs, where ya at?
Hehehe, send cases to the drug dealer
Real thugs, where ya at? You motherfuckin' home
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em
They love the way
oooowwwweeee
My homie tryna put you on a pretty white t
Gotti Gotti i aint stutter i paint you red
Behind that one thats word to my mother
Jigga with that shotty
youd ever tasted,
Fuck it blaze it lets all get wasted.
Still a Ja-ca, you need to face it,
Mad cuz yo house costs as much as yo bracelet,
Never
realest nigga in it (I am)
Free my dogs i swear to God it been a minute
Yo, it's Boosie and Gotti
Niggas know we go retarded for money we fuck up the check
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
beat, rapper lay a bid
Other dogs posted up over here
Niggas fuckin' up, where my niggas at huh?
Niggas be frontin', where my bitches at what?
Yo they
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