[Intro: Yo Gotti & DJ Drama]
It's been a pleasure
We told you and we showed you
My nigga Gotti
And like that
See, I look at this shit like football, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy, this that NFL, nigga (June, you're a genius)
Never (We gone), felt love
Never found love (I showed you so)
And of course
No fake love
I told you (Gangsta Grizzills)
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I survived the streets (Streets), and never been touched (Touched)
They call it manifestin', I just never lost a crush
Niggas actin' sus (Sus), you should call 'em sis (Huh?)
And I ain't homophobic, you just actin' like a bitch
Free that nigga— that shit foul as it gets
Openin' up the 'Gram, watchin' his homeboy snitch
Hurt me to my heart (Heart), sickness in my stomach (Stomach)
Seein' him in that courtroom make me wanna vomit (Ugh)
[Interlude: Yo Gotti]
Ayy, free them niggas for real
Ayy, we prayin' for you, my nigga, we know what you goin' through
It's been a pleasure
We told you and we showed you
My nigga Gotti
And like that
See, I look at this shit like football, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy, this that NFL, nigga (June, you're a genius)
Never (We gone), felt love
Never found love (I showed you so)
And of course
No fake love
I told you (Gangsta Grizzills)
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I survived the streets (Streets), and never been touched (Touched)
They call it manifestin', I just never lost a crush
Niggas actin' sus (Sus), you should call 'em sis (Huh?)
And I ain't homophobic, you just actin' like a bitch
Free that nigga— that shit foul as it gets
Openin' up the 'Gram, watchin' his homeboy snitch
Hurt me to my heart (Heart), sickness in my stomach (Stomach)
Seein' him in that courtroom make me wanna vomit (Ugh)
[Interlude: Yo Gotti]
Ayy, free them niggas for real
Ayy, we prayin' for you, my nigga, we know what you goin' through
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