Letra de GOTTI - 6ix9ine
Letra de canci�n de GOTTI de 6ix9ine lyrics
Got me, got me Rollie
(Ya can't even afford it though)
Got me, got me, uh (got it)
Gotti Gotti, uh (Gott Gotti)
Gotti Gotti (hahahaha)
Came up blood gang (yeah), 30 bang (yeah)
Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang
Let your nuts hang
Who they? (yeah), don't say (yeah, yeah)
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, get it up
Gotti Gotti
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)
In the club (aye), throwin' dub
Rack it up (rack it), shake it up
Watch me do it, how I 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)
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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
Okay, my blood gang (yeah), 30 bang (yeah)
Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang
Let your nuts hang
Who they? Don't say (yeah, yeah)
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
(Post-Chorus)
Gotti Gotti
Who, who really with the money, money?
Who, who really with the Gotti Gotti?
Who, who really with the money, money?
Ooh, do my dance, hit my things
Break these bands, hunnid bands on my thing
Mollied up, molly up, give it up
Cop it, then I serve it up, give it up
Really with the Gotti, Gotti? Ooh, ooh
Really with the Gotti, Gotti? Ooh, ooh
Really with the
(Ya can't even afford it though)
Got me, got me, uh (got it)
Gotti Gotti, uh (Gott Gotti)
Gotti Gotti (hahahaha)
Came up blood gang (yeah), 30 bang (yeah)
Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang
Let your nuts hang
Who they? (yeah), don't say (yeah, yeah)
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, get it up
Gotti Gotti
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)
In the club (aye), throwin' dub
Rack it up (rack it), shake it up
Watch me do it, how I 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)
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/gotti-6ix9ine.php
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
Okay, my blood gang (yeah), 30 bang (yeah)
Scum Gang, big choppa, big thang
Let your nuts hang
Who they? Don't say (yeah, yeah)
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
(Post-Chorus)
Gotti Gotti
Who, who really with the money, money?
Who, who really with the Gotti Gotti?
Who, who really with the money, money?
Ooh, do my dance, hit my things
Break these bands, hunnid bands on my thing
Mollied up, molly up, give it up
Cop it, then I serve it up, give it up
Really with the Gotti, Gotti? Ooh, ooh
Really with the Gotti, Gotti? Ooh, ooh
Really with the
