John Gotti (feat. NLE Choppa) - B. Lou/NLE Choppa.mp3

[00:00.000] John Gotti, pill popper (facts)
[00:02.194] Sealed bottle, head shotters
[00:03.875] Ride fast, Bugatti
[00:05.726] New money, new hundreds
[00:07.480] Still stunting, trap jumping
[00:09.169] Who the freshest, be honest (B. Lou)
[00:11.308]BOW, Lil b***h one hundred
[00:12.933]Selling drugs, b***h ass niggas
[00:15.532]John Gotti (Gotti), sellin' shit (huh?)
[00:20.054] John Gotti (Gotti)
[00:21.922] John Gotti (Yeah, yeah)
[00:25.386] John Gotti (Gotti)
[00:29.340]B*****s wanna jump in my DM like Gotti (It go down in the DM)
[00:30.902] No I'm not Kodak, I don't smoke no broccoli (Gas!)
[00:32.539] All of my trust, you cannot get that out of me
[00:34.437] 24/7, can't go on no break
[00:35.962]Whatever young nigga, got keys to the Wraith
[00:37.921] Treasure your life with the code to the safe
[00:39.707] Yeah I'm up, I'm John Gotti paid
[00:41.665] I'm going federal they catch me at the bank
[00:43.546] Just got the back end, just let the pack in
[00:45.534] Better relaxing, I'm bout that action
[00:47.169] Turn you to past tense you can get hit
[00:49.300] Sleep with the fish, feed it don't miss
[00:50.960] Vondo assist, slick like I'm Rick
[00:52.835]I keep a b***h making the moves, we John Gotti rich
[00:55.769] We making the moves, we John Gotti rich
[01:00.023] John Gotti, pill popper
[01:01.159] Sealed bottle, head shotters
[01:02.622] Ride fast, Bugatti
[01:04.543] New money, new hundreds
[01:06.538] Still stunting, trap jumping
[01:08.618] Who the freshest, be honest (B. Lou)
[01:10.407]BOW, Lil b***h one hundred
[01:12.005]Selling drugs, b***h ass niggas
[01:14.079]John Gotti (Gotti), sellin' shit
[01:19.192] John Gotti (Gotti)
[01:22.455] John Gotti (Yeah, yeah)
[01:24.692] John Gotti (aye, NLE, Top Shoota)
[01:28.778] John Gotti got me pill popping
[01:30.009]She be sucking d**k while my nigga dropping
[01:31.828] And I'm in her throat just like a hot tamale
[01:33.649] She be sucking sloppy
[01:34.830] She be taking my soul right out of my body
[01:36.535] You run up on me and get wrapped like a mummy
[01:38.461] It ain't nothing to crash out just like a dummy
[01:40.379] I'm taking these percs, they call me a junkie
[01:42.055]****ing on the chopper look like a tommy, gun
[01:44.428]Nigga you know I am a don
[01:47.291] Run up on me and get wet, bet
[01:49.214] .223 right to your tongue
[01:50.730] Came from the bottom, came from the slums
[01:52.562] I'm all about my green like a mowing lawn
[01:54.391] When we talking guns, know I got a ton
[01:55.955]Nigga I'm a crypt, all my niggas some Avalons
[01:57.866]Nigga I'm on one like I'm young Gotti
[01:59.614] I pop me a perc, got me out of my body
[02:01.929]33 to my clip like a young nigga Scotty
[02:03.803]If a nigga want smoke then we serving exotic
[02:05.229]And I'm shitting on niggas, I need me a pamper
[02:07.060] I'm all in her head like she has dandruff
[02:08.849]That b***h p***y so bald I asked her did she have cancer
[02:12.855] (Do you have leukemia?)