Aum Gotti

I asked what they want, I got it
Never told them I won't
Aum Godly
Talked up like woo
Walk up like woo
Bossed up like Jupiter
Aum Gotti

Cook it up
I'm in the kitchen, head chef in position
Cooking in every pot that I pissed in
Block nigga living, Youngin seasoned
I get that from Chicken
Enemies close, but I'm keeping
I'm seeing the difference in different
And weighing my options and killing the witness
Cooking spoon in my hand, food for thought on demand
King of my land, they touching my wings when I land
I'm cool as a fan,, blowing in the wind like sand
Still the fire under pans, glass maker with the hands
They don't seem to understand that I'm the man
Baking cakes on demand, toast for the jam
Jelly dripping out ya man
Catch ya slipping hockey mask
New French gorilla band
Bih 30 every hand
Dropping him right where he stand
A niggah never stood a chance
Had a better chance rapping but Aum just rapping what



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Writer(s): Aaron Dexter
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