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