Gotti (feat. Smg Ape)

Keep me a smith no will
Shawty she tweak when She buss off the pill
V twelve do the dash watch me burn out the wheel

When I shoot it kick back Still got me the kill
I Can't beef with a rat shoot a mouse till he squeal
Ape is like Shaq with the strap inna Field

Slide on a opp like we chasing osama
Niggas want smoke bring beef to his momma
Fuck a three Eighty I slide with a Llamma

Can't stress bouta bitch I'm addicted to commas
Pop off a Sig lil bitch make ya mind up
Watch how she fuck kuz I'm wearing designer

Moving to quick gotta dip from the Ds
She got her a man still fuckin on me

I got a drop on a Opp for the Ps
I Got a thot and i know she got me

Back out some bands I Cant fuck up no sitchy
Ape up the chop burn holes thru his drippy
Knock off his face if he Thinkin to get me
You must b laced Ian drinking no henny
Hennnnyyyy

Slow down got my pole in this bitch
If you want smoke get rolled in this bitch
Go down ain't no show in this bitch
I can not fuck wit no hoe in this bitch
Like Damn

And I Know I'm the shit
I be on Green that mean go wit the Stick like blam
Drop low in this shit
They better not drop a low for a lick goddamn

Smoking on dope like a Rasta
Step in my lane catch a ooop like ibacha
I do not fuss with the choppa
Big Smg turn ya wife to a Baba

I can not Tripp off no bitch or Oppa
I call up Ape if he aim kno he got em'
I can not date Need the face that's the problem
Big thirty eight For a Opp when I spott em'

I catch a case ain't no crying to momma
Fuck up the charge and spin back inna Honda
Pop don't stop Watch me Creep from behind him
Glock Don't lock I been itching to find em

Keep me a smith no will
Shawty she tweak when She buss off the pill
V twelve do the dash watch me burn out the wheel

When I shoot it kick back Still got me the kill
I Can't beef with a Rat shoot a mouse till he squeal
Ape is like Shaq with the strap inna Field

Slide on a opp like we chasing osama
Niggas want smoke bring beef where his momma
Fuck a three eighty I slide with a Llamma

Can't stress bouta bitch I'm addicted to commas
Pop off a Sig lil bitch make ya mind up
Watch how she fuck kuz I'm wearing designer

Moving to quick gotta dip from the Ds
She got her a man still fuckin' on me

Boooom

Run it like track when I pop to the function
I got a chop Ian cop it for nothing
Spook off a pill Shit get real I Be Bussin
Aks and Ars But Gotti the muscle
Gooooottttttiiiii

I pop a stack and I turn up for nothing
I keep a strap imma pop it no tussling
He A get wacked I bet Ez a Slump em
Jungle pop up out the cut get to Dumping

Choosy Little Bitch just gon make ya mind up
Make her suck Dick till she fuck up her sinus
Baby I'm sorry leave da old news behind us
Up then it's stuck ain't no plus it's a minus

Hawkin em' down watch em run like he Benji
Go kop a pole you to old just to lend it
Smoke out the zip and this shit got me deaddy
Gas no breaks this a foreign ain't no Chevy

Keep me a smith no will
Shawty she tweak when She buss off the pill
V twelve do the dash watch me burn out the wheel

When I shoot it kick back Still got me the kill
I Can't beef with a Rat shoot a mouse till he squeal
Ape is like Shaq with the strap inna Field

Slide on a opp like we chasing osama
Niggas want smoke bring beef where his momma
Fuck a three eighty I slide with a Llamma

Can't stress bouta bitch I'm addicted to commas
Pop off a Sig lil bitch make ya mind up
Watch how she fuck kuz I'm wearing designer

Moving to quick gotta dip from the Ds
She got her a man still fuckin' on me

I got a drop on a Opp for the Ps
I Got a thot and i know she got me