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Bet a lot niggas want to murder Brasi
Boulevard, and a Maserati
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 clique up in Vettes, bitch we out our body
And you ever disrespect it then it's
I just be with me a 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 like John Gotti
It ain't shit to send a hit, I like John Gotti

My cousin CJ tried to hit me a brick of raw
In Alexandria, it's nothing for to get it gone
music, I ain't won awards, but I kept it gangster
Gon be a god in New Orleans that nigga Daymond
Landlord in the south like my Lucci
Corvette in front of David Ways 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 wrong with him?
You got them niggas fool, I be with stone killers

Bet a lot pussy niggas to murder Brasi
Boulevard, and a Maserati
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 clique 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 Gotti
(Put your hands down, you talkin' to me, bitch)
Gotti
'Cause it ain't shit to send a hit, I feel John Gotti
It ain't shit to send a hit, I feel like John

to Allah, I was born a god
With the murder I'm righteous
Cancel shows for Rayzor wedding, I don't know another 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, bitch on my ass, she want me to smash
Flip out and flash, I'd get cash
Drika she bad and she into
Up in the Louis, Emilio
I tell em it's Gucci when they want them
I got them and no longer wear jewelry
'Cause I'm bout my business, and back selling

I don't get
I'm bout my business, and back sand
I'm bout my business, and back selling
I'm my business, and back selling sand
I'm my business, and back selling sand

Bet a lot pussy niggas to murder Brasi
Boulevard, and a Maserati
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 clique pull up in Vettes, bitch we out our
And you ever it then it's kamikaze
I be with me a shooter like I'm John Gotti

I feel John Gotti
(Put your hands down, when you to me, bitch)
Gotti
'Cause it ain't shit to a hit, I feel like John Gotti
It ain't shit to send a hit, I like John Gotti