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[ Featuring Yo Gotti, Blac Youngsta ]

(Reddead, I'm so f*ckin' bumpin', bruh)

I got a lil' thick bitch, and her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich (talkin' 'bout everybody), I'm talkin' 'bout entire
If they not rich yet (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody), we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah, yeah)
I got a lil' thick bitch, and her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich, I'm talkin' 'bout entire (talkin' 'bout everybody)
If they not rich yet, we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody)
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah, yeah)

Let 'em speak on me, f*ck that shit
F*ck it, we ain't gon' clear shit up (why?)
I'm a choppa toter, multi-millionaire but I'm still corrupt (where that choppa, blood?)
Steppin' in them trenches, I'm well-respected (grrt, grrt, grrt)
You see my results
You see black trucks, my dog respected
They respect all of us (facts)
Mister friend (friend), where was you 2010?
Don't get offensive (nah), this a question for a real friend
I'm talkin' my dog, my day one, that's the type of friend (type of friend)
I'm talkin' 'bout vice versa, bust yo' shots, I bust again (bust again)
I 'member back in the day, I told my dog that we gon' win
We gotta be patient, 'fore we blow that door, we in the wind (gang-gang-gang)
I smoke different flavors, I smoke Bloody Mary underneath my skin (gang-gang-gang, gang-gang)
You won't feel yo' face again once I hit you with this FN (yeah, yeah)

I got a lil' thick bitch, and, her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich (talkin' 'bout everybody), I'm talkin' 'bout entire
If they not rich yet (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody), we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah, yeah)
I got a lil' thick bitch, and, her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich, I'm talkin' 'bout entire (talkin' 'bout everybody, frrt)
If they not rich yet (yeah)
We gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody, give me that)
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah)

Hey, your honor (honor), that's my nigga mama (right here)
You just sentenced him to a hundred (damn), that my day one (damn)
All this money, still no peace, this shit f*ck with my mental (crazy)
All these whips, so many options, still slide in a rental (skrrt)
All these cribs in three, four states, I still be in the projects (frrt, frrt, frrt)
We got plaques off music but that dope still bring us profit (facts)
My plug never mistreated me (ever), faithful to these streets, nigga
I showed up when they needed me (yeah)
And when it's time to make a play, I'm right there where they needed me
I been makin' boss friend niggas, that's the G in me (that's the G in me)
"Gotti don't bring yo' gun in this building," well, ain't no meetin' me (well, ain't no meetin' me)
I have senior staff meetings with niggas that don't know rap at all (my niggas)
I put real gangsters in position, that ain't no cap at all

I got a lil' thick bitch, and, her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich (talkin' 'bout everybody), I'm talkin' 'bout entire
If they not rich yet (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody), we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah, yeah)
I got a lil' thick bitch, and, her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich, I'm talkin' 'bout entire (talkin' 'bout everybody)
If they not rich yet, we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody)
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear
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(Reddead, I'm so f*ckin' bumpin', bruh)

I got a lil' thick bitch, and her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich (talkin' 'bout everybody), I'm talkin' 'bout entire
If they not rich yet (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody), we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah, yeah)
I got a lil' thick bitch, and her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich, I'm talkin' 'bout entire (talkin' 'bout everybody)
If they not rich yet, we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody)
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah, yeah)

Let 'em speak on me, f*ck that shit
F*ck it, we ain't gon' clear shit up (why?)
I'm a choppa toter, multi-millionaire but I'm still corrupt (where that choppa, blood?)
Steppin' in them trenches, I'm well-respected (grrt, grrt, grrt)
You see my results
You see black trucks, my dog respected
They respect all of us (facts)
Mister friend (friend), where was you 2010?
Don't get offensive (nah), this a question for a real friend
I'm talkin' my dog, my day one, that's the type of friend (type of friend)
I'm talkin' 'bout vice versa, bust yo' shots, I bust again (bust again)
I 'member back in the day, I told my dog that we gon' win
We gotta be patient, 'fore we blow that door, we in the wind (gang-gang-gang)
I smoke different flavors, I smoke Bloody Mary underneath my skin (gang-gang-gang, gang-gang)
You won't feel yo' face again once I hit you with this FN (yeah, yeah)

I got a lil' thick bitch, and, her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich (talkin' 'bout everybody), I'm talkin' 'bout entire
If they not rich yet (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody), we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah, yeah)
I got a lil' thick bitch, and, her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich, I'm talkin' 'bout entire (talkin' 'bout everybody, frrt)
If they not rich yet (yeah)
We gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody, give me that)
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah)

Hey, your honor (honor), that's my nigga mama (right here)
You just sentenced him to a hundred (damn), that my day one (damn)
All this money, still no peace, this shit f*ck with my mental (crazy)
All these whips, so many options, still slide in a rental (skrrt)
All these cribs in three, four states, I still be in the projects (frrt, frrt, frrt)
We got plaques off music but that dope still bring us profit (facts)
My plug never mistreated me (ever), faithful to these streets, nigga
I showed up when they needed me (yeah)
And when it's time to make a play, I'm right there where they needed me
I been makin' boss friend niggas, that's the G in me (that's the G in me)
"Gotti don't bring yo' gun in this building," well, ain't no meetin' me (well, ain't no meetin' me)
I have senior staff meetings with niggas that don't know rap at all (my niggas)
I put real gangsters in position, that ain't no cap at all

I got a lil' thick bitch, and, her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich (talkin' 'bout everybody), I'm talkin' 'bout entire
If they not rich yet (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody), we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear (yeah, yeah)
I got a lil' thick bitch, and, her head's fire (I'm tryna hit her)
When I say my whole clique rich, I'm talkin' 'bout entire (talkin' 'bout everybody)
If they not rich yet, we gon' take yo' shit 'cause we liars (I'm talkin' 'bout everybody)
We sendin' the enemy to the sky like Buzz Lightyear
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Writer: Carlos Joaquin Brattlof Planells, Grant Matthew Hackett, Jorres Nelson, Marcos Castro Antonana, Mario Mims, Sammie Marquez Benson
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.


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