Bet a lot pussy want to murder Brasi Boulevard, Murcirélago and a Boobie Black, Gunna, and Menace a catch a body And if you fuck with Rayzor, bitch I'm out my body Sideways, be out my body clique pull up in Vettes, bitch we out our body And you disrespect it then it's kamikaze I just be me a shooter like I'm John Gotti
I feel like Gotti (Put your 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 John Gotti
My cousin CJ tried to hit me a brick of raw In Alexandria, yeah it's nothing for to get it With music, I won awards, but I kept it gangster Gon be a god in New Orleans like nigga Daymond Landlord in the south like my nigga Corvette in of David Ways screeching free Lee Lucas Fuck that 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 friends hatin, sending me the signals My dog recorded conversations, man wrong with him? You got college niggas fool, I be with stone killers
Bet a lot pussy niggas want to Brasi Boulevard, and a Maserati Boobie Black, Gunna, and still 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, bitch we out our And you ever disrespect it it's kamikaze I just be with me a like I'm John Gotti
I feel like John (Put your hands down, you talkin' 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 just like it I love Bunker, but despite the love, I don't know what him dislike it But me and Gunna in the Porsche truck and we screeching off like Fast, doing the dash, your bitch on my ass, she want me to Flip out and flash, I'd rather get she bad and she into bags 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 selling sand
I don't get I'm bout my business, and selling sand I'm bout my business, and back sand I'm bout my business, and selling 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, be out my body clique pull up in Vettes, bitch we out our body And you ever disrespect it then kamikaze I just be with me a like I'm John Gotti
I feel like John (Put your down, when you talkin' to me, bitch) John 'Cause it ain't shit to send a hit, I feel like Gotti It ain't shit to send a hit, I like John Gotti