Gambino Living
I ain't finna lose
I up bang with that tool
That's right on side me
I can feel the move
My feelings in my shoes
Cause niggas grimy
Heard he ain't make it thru
I heard that draco boom
He went to holling
Fuck that pop shooting
Lil bitch come and get a body
Look this cell phone got me living like the Gotti's
We been spreading into the violence
I deactivate my insta
Fuck them pictures and them thotties
See this hellpup once a nigga lift it up
Flames come behind it
Fuck that talking on yo live bitch come get by me
Y'all know a nigga slimy
Hold up do em bad
He can't get no pass hit once he walking out
I been in my bag
Bitches want me smash i tell em top me off
I been moving fast
You see that coupe move past you better have it out
Cause them demons on yo ass and you can't talk it out
We bring that chalk out
Niggas know i run wit dropouts and we thugging
When it pop off
Everybody round me gone pop off what they clutching
Fuck the city's and the feds these police ass niggas can't touch me
I got way too much of money
My whole gang stand for something
Bitch we bout stalking shit and offing shit
These niggas ain't bout nothing
Feel like John Gotti
I'm a mob boss in a suit strapped with this tommy
If they zip me that's where i'm posed to be
I intend to put a bitch under
All these drums could play percussion
You can't send a bitch we gone slump her
If you ain't never killed no nigga why you acting like you done it
On these percocets throw back 2 of em and go to moving like a zombie
Fuck that booting up bitch come shoot some
This ar switch a shoot the whole 100
See it glitch like it malfunctioned
Now the paramedics gotta pump em
Hold up
Fuck both clicks they on hoe shit
And ain't nan one of y'all killer
Say his head turned to a blowfish
When them hollowtips had hit him
We on go
We gone say "it ain't no smoke bitch come ride with us"
Headshot em light the swisher
Push him out the whip when we zip em
John Gotti
John Gotti
John Gotti
I ain't finna lose
I up bang with that tool
That's right on side me
I can feel the move
My feelings in my shoes
Cause niggas grimy
Hear he ain't make it thru
I heard that draco boom
He went to holling
Fuck that pop shooting
Lil bitch come and get a body
Look this cell phone got me living like the Gotti's
We been spreading into the violence
I deactivate my insta
Fuck them pictures and them thotties
See this hellpup once a nigga lift it up
Flames come behind it
Fuck that talking on yo live bitch come get by me
Y'all know a nigga slimy
I up bang with that tool
That's right on side me
I can feel the move
My feelings in my shoes
Cause niggas grimy
Heard he ain't make it thru
I heard that draco boom
He went to holling
Fuck that pop shooting
Lil bitch come and get a body
Look this cell phone got me living like the Gotti's
We been spreading into the violence
I deactivate my insta
Fuck them pictures and them thotties
See this hellpup once a nigga lift it up
Flames come behind it
Fuck that talking on yo live bitch come get by me
Y'all know a nigga slimy
Hold up do em bad
He can't get no pass hit once he walking out
I been in my bag
Bitches want me smash i tell em top me off
I been moving fast
You see that coupe move past you better have it out
Cause them demons on yo ass and you can't talk it out
We bring that chalk out
Niggas know i run wit dropouts and we thugging
When it pop off
Everybody round me gone pop off what they clutching
Fuck the city's and the feds these police ass niggas can't touch me
I got way too much of money
My whole gang stand for something
Bitch we bout stalking shit and offing shit
These niggas ain't bout nothing
Feel like John Gotti
I'm a mob boss in a suit strapped with this tommy
If they zip me that's where i'm posed to be
I intend to put a bitch under
All these drums could play percussion
You can't send a bitch we gone slump her
If you ain't never killed no nigga why you acting like you done it
On these percocets throw back 2 of em and go to moving like a zombie
Fuck that booting up bitch come shoot some
This ar switch a shoot the whole 100
See it glitch like it malfunctioned
Now the paramedics gotta pump em
Hold up
Fuck both clicks they on hoe shit
And ain't nan one of y'all killer
Say his head turned to a blowfish
When them hollowtips had hit him
We on go
We gone say "it ain't no smoke bitch come ride with us"
Headshot em light the swisher
Push him out the whip when we zip em
John Gotti
John Gotti
John Gotti
I ain't finna lose
I up bang with that tool
That's right on side me
I can feel the move
My feelings in my shoes
Cause niggas grimy
Hear he ain't make it thru
I heard that draco boom
He went to holling
Fuck that pop shooting
Lil bitch come and get a body
Look this cell phone got me living like the Gotti's
We been spreading into the violence
I deactivate my insta
Fuck them pictures and them thotties
See this hellpup once a nigga lift it up
Flames come behind it
Fuck that talking on yo live bitch come get by me
Y'all know a nigga slimy
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Writer(s): Cedric Stith
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