Dolla Fo Dolla (Remix)

Yeah nigga, whatever
Yeah bitch it's whatever
Yeah
I am

I'll never let my niggas down
Nah I'll never put them choppas down
Hit ya bitch when I come in town
She ain't ever let a nigga down

Yeah she love it when I come around
KSD, she know I'll give her rounds
Turn up the city, we got a new sound
Y'all done ran out of time what you gonna do now

Blogs put a nigga business out
Knock 'em down and switch em out
I got opps I don't know about
Stand on business we don't talk about it

Talk too much we gon have to bring the guns out
Get walked the fuck down, show you just what we bout
You a bitch ass nigga, get punched in ya mouth
Yeah we do this for real and y'all do it for clout

We do real numbers, real chef
Benihanas, I'll take a nigga under
Watch 300, these the new Yeezys
Before they drop, yeah, call em Donda's
Jay say I got the thunder
Pray to god for the runners
Whole pandemic all I seen was snow
It's like I missed a summer, put it on my momma
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' roun' real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas
Big steppa, we'll stomp on you lil' niggas
Niggas say they slidin' nobody dyin' though
You're networking the four, but what was they lyin' for?
Yeah, go dolla Fo dolla, shotta Fo shotta, we can go thottie Fo thottie
I'm scholarship Gotti
You gave a bitch a Birkin, I just gave her some knowledge

We going to war, let's go metal for metal
Bet I'll dump the clip, you get hit in ya temple
The way I shoot guns, yeah I shoot like Rambo
Got a new track suit, it's all black camo
Told my lil' bro call me up for support
He know I'll pull up clutch yeah I got the 24
You gon live or die bitch that's all I know
Rest In Peace to them niggas, caught tags on they toes
Imma always stay real, I can't cap in my flows
I was inside the studio strapped with a pole
Almost had to beat a M, lord protect my soul
I live that life, it's the dice I roll
Got out on bail and was still raising hell
Now on probation, I'm taking vacations
I'm fucking bad bitches from Asian to Haitian
Ya dig what I'm sayin'
They know I ain't playin'
I'll up that lil choppa, that bitch get to sprayin'
Thanks to the lord, on occasion I'm prayin'

I'm knocking all my opps out the field
Young nigga sick
Young nigga ill
All my niggas united
Just ballin' to DC united
I gave him the pack and he tanked it
Twenty-five pints and he drank it
Just showed her my account and she fainted
Just showed him the plug and he thanked me
Hey Gotti, you low, you janky
Lil bitch just posted me, brainless
Rolls Royce stainless, made my neighbourhood famous
Rich catch for tourist, but why your jewelry blurry
All my jewelry flawless, all my niggas stallers
None of my niggas sanctified, they be throwin' crosses
All my forgis offset, all my diamonds factory set
That my lil savage, I stamped that, my bitch like the sunset, yeah
I see the same niggas doing the same shit everyday
Different nigga yeah I had to go and make a way
Any day it's another million dollar play
It's like 70 mil now, and another 100 on the way



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Writer(s): Yung Sleep Demon
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