Dolla Fo Dolla (Yo Gotti Remix)

Yeah nigga, it's 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 your bitch when I come in town
She ain't never let a nigga down

Yea I never let a nigga down
On his side like a Hoveround
He say ready, I be rollin' now
Keep a pound and a hundred rounds
Blogs put a nigga business out
Knock 'em down then switch 'em out
I got opps I don't know about
Stand on business, we don't talk about it

They talk about it but don't be about it
Like a rubber band yeah I'ma pop it
Get the bag then I'ma count it
Enemies you know they watching

We do real numbers, real chef, Benihana's
I'll take a nigga under
Watch three-hundred, these the new Yeezy's
Before they drop, call 'em Dondas
Jay said 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 mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas
Big stepper, we'll stomp one of you little niggas
Niggas say they slidin', nobody dyin' though
Niggas say they slidin', nobody dyin' oh
Your net worth in the Forbes, but what was they lyin' 'fore?
You in the Forbes but why is they lyin'? yeah
Go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta
We can go thottie for thottie
I'm scholarship Gotti, you gave a bitch a Birkin
I just gave her some knowledge

If you fuck with the boss I'm chopping
If you put it in my throat I'm swallowing
Told him I had to go now he hollering
Like dollar bills he fallin
He be tryna chill when he call and
Go deal for deal when he horny
He gon' pay a bill if he want it
'Cause I make it cream at any moment
I get blue and green no army
Stick with the team and we arming
Go dollar for dollar no stalling
I'm the boss queen I get money
I'm gon' cash out no declining
I'm gon' call 'em out if they lyin
And if I pull it out they cryin
It's a quick defeat no tryin

I'm knockin' all my opps out the field
Young niggas sick, young nigga ill
All of my niggas united
Just bought into DC United
I gave him the pack and he tanked it
Twenty-five pints and he dranked it
Just showed her my account and she fainted
Showed him the plug and he thanked me
Aye, Gotti you low, you janky
Lil' bitch just posted me, brainless
Rolls Royce stainless
Made my neighborhood famous
Rich cribs for tourists
Aye, why yo' jewelry blurry?
All my jewelry flawless, all my niggas stallers
None of my niggas sanctified, they be throwin' crosses
All my Forgi's offset
All my diamonds factory set
That my little savage, I stamped that
My bitch like the sunset, yeah

Yeah, yeah
I see the same niggas doin' the same shit every day
Different nigga, yeah, I had to go and make a way
Any day, it's another million-dollar play
It's like seventy million
Now 'nother hundred on the way



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Writer(s): Andrea Ford
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