[Intro: EST Gee]
Mmm, mhm, mhm, mmm
Uh
[Verse 1: EST Gee]
Yeah, real as it get (Real as it get)
Plus your favorite rapper been on my dick (Favorite rapper been on my dick)
I just was prayin' that they ain't drop me, probably fent' in my piss (FOREVEROLLING)
I told my mama I owe her, she told me, "Shut up and grit" (Told me, "Shut up and get that money")
Purebred rednose pit, I train it lay down and sit
They tried boxing me in, but I ain't flinch, it ain't nothing (I ain't flinch, it ain't nothing)
I send 'em, they comin', I don't pay 'em nothin' under a hundred (I don't pay 'em nothin' under a hundred)
Took off running, but stumbled, got his head turned to a pumpkin (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Plus my sons in abundance, they know they daddy been thuggin'
Even though I know thеy mama make me show I love 'еm with money (Show I love 'em with cash)
I'm the king of the jungle, but they ain't vote me the leader (They ain't vote me the man)
I undercut my competers, although it's cheaper, it's ether
Rushin', puttin' it in the freezer, pray it don't clog up his needle (Pray it don't clog up his needle)
I'm on Poplar like Gotti, playin' "Touchdown" through my speakers (Playin' "Touchdown")
With all my jewelry on in my car, for a nigga ain't touchin' me neither
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I just touched down in Houston (What's happenin'?), it's just me and my shooter (Let's get it)
I ain't payin' no plugs, I got more free bands than Scooter
Gotta value your past (Past) and depend on your future (Your future)
How you be with Crips and be with Bloods? 'Cause the money went neutral
If you see me with Geeski, two Lambos and two yeekies
A nigga playin', he leakin', they call me Mr. No-Speakin'
Might be the hustler of the century (I am)
Richest nigga I know still under investigation (I am), tryna duck the penitentiary (Damn)
Streets talk too much (Shh), please, do not mention me (Quiet)
World War 4 if a nigga touch an inch of me
Mmm, mhm, mhm, mmm
Uh
[Verse 1: EST Gee]
Yeah, real as it get (Real as it get)
Plus your favorite rapper been on my dick (Favorite rapper been on my dick)
I just was prayin' that they ain't drop me, probably fent' in my piss (FOREVEROLLING)
I told my mama I owe her, she told me, "Shut up and grit" (Told me, "Shut up and get that money")
Purebred rednose pit, I train it lay down and sit
They tried boxing me in, but I ain't flinch, it ain't nothing (I ain't flinch, it ain't nothing)
I send 'em, they comin', I don't pay 'em nothin' under a hundred (I don't pay 'em nothin' under a hundred)
Took off running, but stumbled, got his head turned to a pumpkin (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Plus my sons in abundance, they know they daddy been thuggin'
Even though I know thеy mama make me show I love 'еm with money (Show I love 'em with cash)
I'm the king of the jungle, but they ain't vote me the leader (They ain't vote me the man)
I undercut my competers, although it's cheaper, it's ether
Rushin', puttin' it in the freezer, pray it don't clog up his needle (Pray it don't clog up his needle)
I'm on Poplar like Gotti, playin' "Touchdown" through my speakers (Playin' "Touchdown")
With all my jewelry on in my car, for a nigga ain't touchin' me neither
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I just touched down in Houston (What's happenin'?), it's just me and my shooter (Let's get it)
I ain't payin' no plugs, I got more free bands than Scooter
Gotta value your past (Past) and depend on your future (Your future)
How you be with Crips and be with Bloods? 'Cause the money went neutral
If you see me with Geeski, two Lambos and two yeekies
A nigga playin', he leakin', they call me Mr. No-Speakin'
Might be the hustler of the century (I am)
Richest nigga I know still under investigation (I am), tryna duck the penitentiary (Damn)
Streets talk too much (Shh), please, do not mention me (Quiet)
World War 4 if a nigga touch an inch of me
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