System Lyrics – Gotti03
Singer: Gotti03
Title: System
Ayyye
These b#tches be tripping
Got lean in my system
You rappers is victims
I’m hunting
Ice in my cup I ain’t stunting
These n#gg#s be tripping and bugging
That blick on my hip I be clutching
Ya b#tch on my dick keep me busting
She told me that you is like nothing
That sh#t is so wicked (aye)
Said you a problem this blick help you fit it
Got glicks with extension
The scene be horrific
Messy
f#cking that b#tch and her bestie
She came and the feelings got messy
But i cannot cuff her
Stacking them racks for my mother
I soaked up the game from my brothers
They taught a young n#gg# to breathe for the paper
The b#tches come later
Just don’t trust thy neighbor
Live by the gun you gone die by the sword
Live up today we could die by tomorrow
This sh#t is so real
The n#gg#s that kill
Ain’t got no picks
So you better ride with that blick with a switch
Just in case a n#gg# jump for them bricks
Hunnit shots we young dolfing his whip
Big #ss 40 keep it glued to my hip
n#gg#s cloning need a crew for my drip
b#tches starting act a fool for the kid
Act a fool for the kid
Please don’t move for your hip
Got a tool with a clip
Only shoot for the head
Up the toast for the bread
Best not loaf or you dead
b#tch we know you the feds
Roll up these runtz we be smoking the dead
Froggy #ss n#gg# get shot in they hairs
Start minding your business this private affairs
You switch in my lane I’m switching my gears
Goo vroom
f#cking my b#tch to this tune
Blacker than the dark side of the moon
Grammy awards see it coming soon
Down for war got a ton of goons
n#gg#s acting like it’s something to prove
Ain’t sh#t for me
Get a clip for free
Know I grip the piece
Bet you n#gg#s C
Leave a n#gg# B
A young n#gg# beast
Don’t be a be a victim
Hope them n#gg#s listen
Make they mamma miss em on gang
n#gg#s listen make they mamma miss em
b#tchs be tripping
Got lean in my system
You know I be sipping
I love it
I Fingered that b#tch out in public
Let’s switch up the subject
I’m shooting no buckets
You rappers is puppets
They taking you
Breaking you
Down to the core
You n#gg#s is wh#res
I’m made from the 4
The sh#t that I saw
I can’t let it break me
This life is so crazy
Got 99 problems like jay z
Got humid some shots in this 80
They breaking ya ribs
Run in your crib
And aim at your wig
Give all you got
Or this 50 gone pop
b#tch I need all the gaup
I go chief for that woc
That’s gorillas in coups
Spin-on they block we gone burn out and shoot
Keep me a blazers think Craig for the suit
38 with me It came from the boot
b#tch I’m the greatest put pain in the booth
And that’s real sh#t
Spin-on they block we going spill sh#t
Demons with me keep a 30 to kill sh#t
Chopped and screwed so you know we gone drill sh#t
n#gg#s p#ss# make a way for the real sh#t
Chopped and screwed so you know we gone drill sh#t
Stephen curry keep a team full of shooters
Gotti like pops and you n#gg#s my juniors
Come to your crib and flip sh#t like a mover
No tuba you pressing my buttons my Glock get to dumping
Choppa be singing that tec get to humming
Chase down the block and then slam just like Drummond
Demon clock b#tch you know how we coming
Demon clock b#tch you know how me Aye-
f#ck is you talking about?
Spin through his hood we gone stall him out
I’m in this b#tch working you hear me?
In this b#tch working you hear me?
Aye turn me up in the headphones
DP b#tch
Gang
Gang
Gang
Gang
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