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 Whole clique pull up in Vettes, bitch we out our And you ever disrespect it it's kamikaze I just be 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 send a hit, I feel like Gotti It shit to send a hit, I feel like John Gotti
My CJ tried to hit me with a brick of raw In Alexandria, it's nothing for to get it gone With music, I ain't won awards, but I it gangster Gon be a god in New Orleans like that Daymond Landlord in the south like my Lucci Corvette in front of Ways screeching free Lee Lucas Fuck nigga bitch, I got her saying free Lee Lucas (Free Lee Lucas) (Say Lee Lucas)
and Bryan 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 college niggas fool, I be with stone
Bet a lot pussy niggas want to Brasi 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, coupe be out my clique pull up in Vettes, bitch we out our body And you ever disrespect it it's kamikaze I be with me a shooter like I'm John Gotti
I like John Gotti (Put hands down, when you talkin' 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 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 another like it I Bunker, but despite the love, I don't know what made him dislike it But me and in the Porsche truck and we screeching off like lightning Fast, doing the dash, your bitch on my ass, she want me to out and flash, I'd rather get cash Drika she bad and she into Up in the Louis, Pucci I tell em it's Gucci when they them bands I got them and no longer wear jewelry 'Cause I'm bout my business, and back selling
I get tired I'm bout my business, and back sand I'm bout my business, and back sand I'm bout my business, and back sand I'm bout my business, and back selling
Bet a lot pussy niggas to murder Brasi Boulevard, and a Maserati Boobie Black, Gunna, and Menace still a catch a And if you around 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 then it's I just be with me a shooter I'm John Gotti
I feel like 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 a hit, I feel like John Gotti