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1st of Jan
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Yo Gotti
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(FOREVEROLLING) Ayy, this that cocaine music Homie, don't you con— Nah, let's get on some gangster sh*t Yeah, it's EST, the big O-Gee, O for obituary I made some old n***a step up and shoot, he Jason Terry They all hype, he had ten chipes, but one of they n***as got buried I'll get you hit on through a flip phone, I just call lil' Scary They know lil' 30 shoot from anywhere, he Stephen Curry I swing my chopper like Osama, but my vision blurry So don't stand nowhere near me Or f**k around catch a stray Locals want me catch a case, but I'ma catch a play Bust it down, make sure my n***as straight B*t*hes chase, f**k 'em, I escape Hit the lights and tap the brakes I go right, heard they on the left, I disco on the jakes Pull over and switch the plates Poppin' since my demo tape Quarter jewelry, quarter million whips and that's why n***as hate Quarter brick, whole one if it's fit, fix it, get it straight Two, three zips, yoly behind tint, get your n***a scraped Sh*t intense, pop up like a zit, dots all on his face I get that call that this n***a gone, I'm happier than Christmas day Yeah, this sh*t legendary Whole room full of shooters, is that necessary? All my n***as day ones, first of January I won't accept your loyalty, I know it's temporary (Yeah, yeah) I'm the type of n***a build a house with two, three kitchens in it (I am) I decided we don't tote no Glocks with no extensions in it (I am) Ex back on my line, I had her blocked, she like, "It's been a minute" N***as tellin' me slow down for what? N***a, f**k your opinion (F**k 'em) I just blew a fifty in the Bal Harbour Lil' bruh got a million, he a cold robber I don't like no problems, let the— solve 'em (Yeah, yeah) Don't become a threat or you'll be gone tomorrow (Brrt) Man, we slide in Amiri (Yeah) Walk-in closet got a million dollar worth of jewelry (Pew, pew, yeah) Put him on his cycle, leakin' like on his period (Brrt, yeah) Pu**y-a** n***a know not to play with me, period Yeah, this sh*t legendary Whole room full of shooters, is that necessary? All my n***as day ones, first of January I won't accept your loyalty, I know it's temporary (Yeah, yeah) Don't take no trip, but all my gangster n***as sign me up Them .223s over them .45, n***a, fire it up Can't politic without my presence, I'm the higher-up The information you possess suggests you wired up These n***as known for tellin' We known felons, we rebellions, tryna blow your melon Free all the thugs, we throw a shell before we throw a sub Confirmed murders over attempteds, n***as know what's up These n***as know it's us Ayy, this sh*t slimy, n***a I put a chain around the neck of all my grimy n***as F**k all that rappin', known for blappin', I just signed a n***a She put her facials in my lap, plus she got line on n***as I told her, "Line him up" This sh*t legendary Whole room full of shooters, is that necessary? All my n***as day ones, first of January I won't accept your loyalty, I know it's temporary
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