6ix9ine Gotti Lyrics


GOTTI by 6ix9ine

Got me, got me Rollie Ya can't even afford it though Got me, got me, ultra Gotti got it, uh Gotti got it

Came up blood gang, 30 bang, Scum Gang Big choppa, big thang, let your nuts hang Who that? Don't say, BBA change your mood, aye Anyday, Gotti Gotti, cookin' up, speed it up Double cup, xanny cup, booted up, mollied up Molly up, break it up, cop it, then I serve it up Give it up, Gotti Gotti

Related 18 Non-Traditional Yet Perfect Wedding Songs Nicki Minaj Drops New Songs 'Barbie Tingz And 'Chun-Li' Every Lyric From Cardi B's Debut Album 'Invasion of Privacy' Fuck with my day ones Yeah you know I flooded the chain once Got the money and I split it with day ones She ain't fuck me back when I was lame, nah Yeah you know I do my dance (do it) Hit the club (aye), throwin' dub Rack it up (rack it), shake it up Watch me do it, how it bust it up (up) I mix it hard, then I hit her with the blicky, uh So drip it, drip it, drip it, drip it You ain't got no money, you can keep her Bitch, I got my Nina, I'ma squeeze her If you really wanna meet her, she a greeter It was really nice to meet ya, I don't need ya (I don't need her) I pray to God that my niggas gon' eat (I pray to god) I pray to God that my family gon' see (I pray to god) Prayin' that the lord take a chance with me Wouldn't come when I was up I was on the wrong things I ain't silly, ain't no dumb nigga, are you dumb, nigga? Are you stayin' with the pump, nigga? Fuck is up, nigga? Is you mad? You's a fuck nigga, I don't trust niggas Scum Gang, chew 'em up, nigga, we don't fuck witcha

Photos Okay, my blood gang, 30 bang, scum gang Big choppa, big thang, let your nuts hang Who that? Don't say, BBA change your mood, aye Anyday, Gotti got it, cookin' up, speed it up Double cup, Xanny cup, booted up, mollied up Molly up, break it up, cop it, then I serve it up Give it up, Gotti Gotti

Gotti got it Who, who really with the money, money? Who, who really with the Gotti Gotti? Who, who really with the money, money? Ooh, do my things, hit my things Break these bands, hunnid bands on my thing Mollied up, molly up, get it up Cop it, then I serve it up Give it up, really with the Gotti, Gotti

Who, who really with the Gotti, Gotti? Who, who really with the

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