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GOTTI

6ix9ine

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
6ix9ine
6ix9ine
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Green
Andrew Green
Songwriter
Daniel Hernandez
Daniel Hernandez
Songwriter
Edward Patterson
Edward Patterson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wizard Lee Weinberg
Wizard Lee Weinberg
Mixing Engineer
Flamm
Flamm
Producer

Lyrics

Got me, got me Rollie (Ya can't even afford it though) Got me, got me, ultra Gotti Gotti, uh Gotti Gotti Okay, my blood gang, 30 bang Scum Gang Big choppa, big thang Let your nuts hang Who that? Don't say BBA change your mood, aye Anyday Gotti got it Cookin' up, speed it up Double cup, Xanny cup Booted up, mollied up Molly up, break it up Cop it, then I serve it up Give it up Gotti got it Fuck with my day ones Yeah you know I flooded the chain once Got the money and I split it with day ones She ain't fuck me back when I was lame, nah You ain't know I do my dance? (Do it) In the club (Aye), throwin' dub Rack it up (Rack it), shake it up Watch me do a hop, bust it up (Up) I mix it up, then I hit her with the blicky, uh So drippy, drippy, drippy, drippy You ain't got no money, you can keep her Bitch, I got my Nina, I'ma squeeze her If you really wanna meet her, she a greeter It was really nice to meet ya, I don't need ya (I don't need her) I pray to God that my niggas gon' eat I pray to God that my family gon' see Prayin' that the Lord take a chance with me Wouldn't come when I was up I was on the wrong things I ain't silly Ain't no dumb nigga, are you dumb, nigga? Are you stayin' with the pump, nigga? Fuck is up, nigga? Is you mad? You's a fuck nigga I don't trust niggas Scum Gang, chew 'em up, nigga We don't fuck witcha Okay, my blood gang, 30 bang Scum Gang Big choppa, big thang Let your nuts hang Who that? Don't say BBA change your mood, aye Anyday Gotti got it Cookin' up, speed it up Double cup, Xanny cup Booted up, mollied up Molly up, break it up Cop it, then I serve it up Give it up Gotti got it Gotti got it Who, who really with the money, money? Who, who really with the Gotti, Gotti? Who, who really with the money, money? Ooh Do my things, hit my things Break these bands, hunnid bands on my thing Mollied up, molly up, give it up Cop it, then I serve it up Give it up Really with the Gotti, Gotti Who, who really with the Gotti, Gotti? Who, who really with the-
Writer(s): Andrew Green, Edith Patterson, Daniel Hernandez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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