John Gotti
Lyrics
I'm beating a charge
I'm beating a case
My nigga name Tay he ride with the k
We run from cops like it was a race
Play my nigga get hit the face
Look through my peephole get shot in ya face
Gang going up pussy cannot relate
I'm getting the guap and these niggas gone hate
Don't give a damn damn
Don't give a damn
Ain't put food on my plate
Niggas is starving
Trying to be great
Making a way sum of y'all said I can't
Niggas in school and we fixing to be great
Getting this money I'm stacking my cake
Black Superhero but I don't need a cape
My little John getting straight to the cake
Play with my nigga
Heaven awaits
Up in the sky
At heavens gates
WAIT
Kick a bitch in the face like I'm Kevin Gates
My heart real cold I'm rocking this babe
Shoutout my nigga from the planet of the apes
Oh shit is that KD
Aye
Her body so perfect so I'm fixing to chase
She sucking on my dick I'm a nut in her face
I got to plan b I ain't catching a case
Call me Tay k bitch I'm doing the race
My nigga LAHCAMO pull up in a wraith
Pull up on yo block and you know it's not safe
LAHCAMO
Ducking cases my niggas gone weave
Move like magic got tricks up my sleeve
This a moment you better believe
Racking money don't crumble like leaves
In the den we be hanging with Thieves
Deep the water LAHCAMO can breathe
Real savage not wearing no scuba
My niggas strapped up like they playing the tuba
Watch that fire work that's the sound of the ruga
Hanging with Freddy ride round wit the Kruger
Stacking up dubs cant hang with no losers
They looking for me I'm way out in Bermuda
Halling Mary Jane I creep with the movers
Surrounded by snakes I just looked at Medusa
In the face I cant turn into stone
On the race we cant go to our homes
Did the dash had to throw out our phones
Domino had to pick up them bones
In the air the jakes sending them drones
Mystery like Sherlock no Holmes
Talk to me better watch on yo tone
LAHCAMO the mailman like Karl Malone
And my niggas they post up
How we got beef but you choked up
Yo girl fuck with me get yo strokes up
Them niggas ain't hard man they froze up
You still chasing hoes man just grow up
These niggas be fans they don't know us
They follow the leader they pose up
When they see you getting money they show up
Red carpet LAHCAMO a close up
Writer(s): Cameron Jackson, Kasseh Donald
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Post your Interpretation
The Meaning of John Gotti
Be the first!
Post your thoughts on the meaning of "John Gotti".