
I Feel Like Yo Gotti (Ft. Boosie Badazz)
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[Intro: Boosie Badazz]
Boosie Badazz (Boosie Badazz)
I am
Aye we the richest, realest niggas in this shit
That's what the world say
[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
I feel like the realest nigga in the world
I feel like tonight I want to fuck your girl
I feel like the richest, realest nigga in it (I am)
Free my dogs i swear to God it been a minute
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
Yo, it's Boosie and Gotti
Niggas know we go retarded for money we fuck up the check
Chain after chain, and cop whips after whip
We kill goon after goon and by text after text
Got a lot of money, got a lot of hoes
Got a lot of problems, Got a lot of issues
Seen a lot of dope
I was in the hood, when you was in the hood
You was in the hood, when I was in the hood, with the same goals
Get money with killas, my shooters got rollies, we killing in style
Boy my house like a mall and my closet the store and my shoes racks an aisle
And my bitch probably look like Chanel
Ten thousand square feet, my house big as hell
I was so sick of running from the twelve
They fucking up kitchens and running through scales
Million dollars out of bando, trap wizards like a Gandalf
Street nigga in a Lambo, I got big choppa like I'm mandalf
Fuck the plug, yea i ran off
Fuck your bitch, yea that's a hand off
Real nigga, this a stand off
Boosie Badazz (Boosie Badazz)
I am
Aye we the richest, realest niggas in this shit
That's what the world say
[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
I feel like the realest nigga in the world
I feel like tonight I want to fuck your girl
I feel like the richest, realest nigga in it (I am)
Free my dogs i swear to God it been a minute
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
Yo, it's Boosie and Gotti
Niggas know we go retarded for money we fuck up the check
Chain after chain, and cop whips after whip
We kill goon after goon and by text after text
Got a lot of money, got a lot of hoes
Got a lot of problems, Got a lot of issues
Seen a lot of dope
I was in the hood, when you was in the hood
You was in the hood, when I was in the hood, with the same goals
Get money with killas, my shooters got rollies, we killing in style
Boy my house like a mall and my closet the store and my shoes racks an aisle
And my bitch probably look like Chanel
Ten thousand square feet, my house big as hell
I was so sick of running from the twelve
They fucking up kitchens and running through scales
Million dollars out of bando, trap wizards like a Gandalf
Street nigga in a Lambo, I got big choppa like I'm mandalf
Fuck the plug, yea i ran off
Fuck your bitch, yea that's a hand off
Real nigga, this a stand off
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