Request It

Aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye aye
Hold on, aye
Aye turn me up a little bit, moe
This what I tell em, look

I'm just getting started, one thing about me imma go get the money regardless
I don't listen to niggas cause these niggas'garbage
And the word around town, Bagman, kurk the hardest
I'm not your average artist
These niggas bappin, these niggas ain't servin narcotics
I dropped out of school, I ain't wanna go to college
Knee deep in the streets where I got all my knowledge, uhh
And that shit goin' take me the farthest
Long live Gotti, forever stay solid
Bankrolls on me, I don't need a wallet
The way I blow money, they think I'm retarded
Oh, they think that I'm special
Think that I'm slow, watch how I finesse em'
Mention my name, and you know imma press em'
If he get out of line
Dear Lord, imma bless em'
I got that fat shit, nigga
I can't wait to test it
You should see how I dressed it
Fully AP with a 50, and yeah, I suppressed it
So don't come at me aggressive
Niggas out here on some ho shit, I don't respect it
But I ain't finna stress it
Cause niggas don't really want bump with a nigga
But if you do
Boy, you can come and request it

I ain't finna go back and forth with they bitch ass
I'm getting big cash
That's why they big mad
Get out your feelings and get you a big bag
All that hating you doing
Just making you look bad, aye
I'm finna get me some more cash Re-up on more bags
Get me some more swag
Might cop a new whip and just pull off with no tags
Basically, I ain't finna beef with your broke ass

I'm just getting started, one thing about me imma go get the money regardless
I don't listen to niggas cause these niggas' garbage
And the word around town, Bagman, kurk the hardest
I'm not your average artist
These niggas bappin', these niggas ain't servin narcotics
I dropped out of school, I ain't wanna go to college
Knee deep in the streets where I got all my knowledge, uh
And that shit gon' take me the farthest
Long live Gotti, forever stay solid
Bankrolls on me, I don't need a wallet
The way I blow money, they think I'm retarded
Oh, they think that I'm special
Think that I'm slow, watch how I finesse em'
Mention my name, and you know imma press em'
If he get out of line
Dear Lord, imma bless em'
I got that fat shit, nigga
I can't wait to test it
You should see how I dressed it
Fully AP with a 50, and yeah, I suppressed it
So don't come at me aggressive
Niggas out here on some ho shit, I don't respect it
But I ain't finna stress it
Cause niggas don't really want bump with a nigga,
But if you do
Boy, you can come and request it