Bet a lot pussy niggas to murder Brasi Boulevard, and a Maserati Boobie Black, Gunna, and Menace still a a body And if you around with Rayzor, bitch I'm out my body Sideways, coupe be out my clique pull up in Vettes, bitch we out our body And you ever disrespect it it's kamikaze I just be with me a shooter like I'm John
I feel like Gotti (Put hands down, when you talkin' to me, bitch) Gotti 'Cause it ain't shit to send a hit, I like John Gotti It ain't shit to send a hit, I feel John Gotti
My CJ tried to hit me with a brick of raw In Alexandria, yeah it's nothing for to get it With music, I ain't won awards, but I kept it Gon be a god in New Orleans like that nigga Landlord in the south like my nigga Corvette in of David Ways screeching free Lee Lucas that nigga bitch, I got her saying free Lee Lucas (Free Lee Lucas) (Say Lee Lucas)
Beeto and Bryan bitch, I got off the phone with 'em My old hatin, sending me the wrong signals My dog recorded conversations, man what's wrong him? You got them college fool, I be with stone killers
Bet a lot pussy niggas want to murder Boulevard, Murcirélago and a Black, Gunna, and Menace still a catch a body And if you fuck with Rayzor, bitch I'm out my body Sideways, be out my body Whole clique pull up in Vettes, we out our body And you ever disrespect it it's kamikaze I just be with me a shooter like I'm John
I feel John Gotti (Put your hands down, when you to me, bitch) John 'Cause it ain't shit to send a hit, I like John Gotti It ain't shit to send a hit, I like John Gotti
to Allah, I was born a god With the game I'm righteous Cancel shows just for Rayzor wedding, I don't know another just it I love Bunker, but despite the love, I don't know made him dislike it But me and Gunna in the Porsche truck and we screeching off lightning Fast, doing the dash, your on my ass, she want me to smash out and flash, I'd rather get cash Drika she bad and she bags Up in the Louis, Emilio I tell em it's Gucci when want them bands I got them racks and no longer jewelry I'm bout my business, and back selling sand
I don't get I'm bout my business, and selling sand I'm bout my business, and selling sand I'm bout my business, and back sand I'm bout my business, and back sand
Bet a lot pussy niggas want to Brasi Boulevard, and a Maserati Boobie Black, Gunna, and Menace a catch a body And if you fuck around Rayzor, bitch I'm out my body Sideways, be out my body Whole pull up in Vettes, bitch we out our body And you ever it then it's kamikaze I just be me a shooter like I'm John Gotti
I feel like John (Put hands down, when you talkin' to me, bitch) Gotti 'Cause it ain't shit to send a hit, I feel like Gotti It ain't shit to send a hit, I feel like Gotti