to pumpin' dis And they start to finding out what what rappin' really is Yoouu gonna have to change up all yo shit (Yo shit) Yo shit, yo shit (Yo shit, yo
' lot, 'til I spray dumpin' [Incomprehensible] niggaz Whenever talklin' shit, I straight rip 'em And niggaz know I come equip when I whip them Thangs
a lil' bit Some try to repeat my flow Others neva try 'cuz they know I told ya that the game don't wait I'm so tight that I can wait for the game Just
't worry 'bout expenses 'cause I got that sho' nuff Ready to BOO knock 'em fresh outta jizzail I need some woo from all the honey's on the DL I said,
they spot me like Chippy D. And I'm probably smoking reefer till I got that emphysema How else can I emphasize? I only let the mirror see you [Verse 2 - Yo Gotti
Bitch) So I can hit her wit that dope boy dick. (Boy Dick) I been posted in them dope boy houses, (Boy Houses) I been tryin' to stack them dope boy
) I want a five star bitch I need a 5 star bitch I need a 5 star bitch I want a five star bitch (Yo Gotti) It's ya boy yo gotti, I do grade A shit I'
Over that stove just water whippin' Mixin soda with the yoda Bet I can show you how to get some overs Da Da Da Da Da Da Daa Da (I'm yo gotti) Da Da Da
you thought it was This b*tch is sold out (4x) [Verse 1] This Yo Gotti Mic check 1, 2 I love you guys (white girls) I love you too (Yo Gotti) We got
White Cutlass, White Lamb, White Truck, White Porsche, I live on the Golf Course, I be wit them White Boys. (I'm Yo Gotti!) White Couch in my White
Big bro in and out the door cutting paper Lil bro keep them out seen them getting paper Gotti ask them questions when I seen them at the table What the
20 yale club baking soda thang. aint throwing money i make bullets rain carbon 15s thats a hella caine say we yong and dumb we'n got it all gota gotta
, bitches turn they head. light sign on my section, i holla can i get some head. I dont need no jewelry, and i dont need no goons Wherever i might stand
Play It Inditement Time When Them Folks Come To Yo Do Is Yo Go Nut Up Like A Ho Tell On Yo Folk Give'em A Blueprint On Every Nigga In Yo Click All Dem
Tired of doing dirt now My niggas on that yirk now Feel like I owe the Lord, so I'm goin' to church now [Hook] [Yo Gotti] Niggas got they hand out Like I owe them
Yo Gotti] I got 8 or 9 paints and a bottle of kay row And I woundn't give a fuck if you nod or stay woke I just got back from the N Y C 250 a paint Back
years (I made it through the years) I guess that I'm blessed (I guess that I'm blessed) Cause I didn't get popped (or I didn't get killed) [Yo Gotti
it triller than me Myself and I that's Bun B I'm a G, I'm a boss, I grip grain and I sip lean I'm ball all out with the biggest G's and spit and throw