JOHN GOTTI
(专辑: FALCON OF THE MILLENNIUM - 2022)
(I'm working on dying) Yeah Yeah, I
got a
bet, if I
rip this shit, I'ma text that ho back If I
don't rip it, I
ain't gon' text Ayy White or the
brown, it's going down like I'm Yung Joc or something Never going broke, I'm in her throat yellow bone top me up Shark in the
water, these fuck niggas like tilapia (You bring the
beat up right here) Got my bag, then I
ranned it up Rari smash, do the
dash, going fast on 'em She left her lashes in my bathroom, had to spaz on her Yeah, got my bag and it grew legs, yeah, ran on 'em Yeah, fuck twelve, Glock 10, let it blast on 'em Pop, yeah, I'm popping in this bitch, why you sidelinin'? Can see me from the
nosebleeds on the
floor popping Yeah, she wanna cut it off and take it with Lorena Bobbitt I
don't know who got killed, I— Call me John Gotti Bitch, I
don't talk to nobody Check them off the
list, my dogs need more bodies Checked your resume and you niggas is nobodies And no, I
ain't here to play, I'm surgical, who shot ya? 10K these bitches on the
beach like I'm a
[?] Play the
game and tell your lil' friends stop tryna bag me Forty-two pillows, it look like one of her ass cheeks Don't want no inny outie if you don't look like Vashti I
been getting rich, lil' nigga, tax me We got all the
birds, call us Zaxby's Bad bitches fuck me without asking I
got thot bitches acting classy Bags coming in, we finna ball 'til we fall 10K in ones got a
broke nigga sobbing Chrome Hearts beanie, bitch, I'm Jim Jones balling Bad bitches fuck with me, don't give a
fuck who don't (Bitch) I
tell Honda got that work sliding softly I
bought the
work when I
touched down Milwaukee Hit me on my Batphone or hit me on the
walkie Pulling on her collar like her first name Bootsie Call me John Gotti Bitch, I
don't talk to nobody Check them off the
list, my dogs need more bodies Checked your resume and you niggas is nobodies And no, I
ain't here to play, I'm surgical, who shot ya? Pop, yeah, I'm popping in this bitch, why you sidelidin'? Can see me from the
nosebleeds on the
floor popping Yeah, presidential when you suck it Monica, yeah, Donald I
don't know who got killed, I— I
don't know who got killed, I— I
don't know who got killed, I— I
don't know who got killed, I—