Gotti Family

It's family (fusiness)

Strictly Yayo

Fuckin' moolies

Yo Gotti

I, I got work

I, I got work

I got work

I got work

Oh so much work baby

I, I got work

I got work

I got work

Oh so much work baby

I'm a boss nigga, you a lost nigga

(Cup a green shot, just to across nigga?)

I don't [?], that's how I floss nigga

You can wife the bitch, but there's toast nigga

Cocain numbers, they'll never lie

We Grade-A fish scale, we'll never die

Fuck a hater too, (then make?) them multiply

Then [?] with the redeye (yeah)

Ain't nobody bitch sideway

I had the kitchen, jumpin pots, cookin sideways

[?] work boi, I'm like the [?]

Yeah I rap now but bitch I've been served

I, I got work

Yo Gotti (work)

I, I got work

I got work

I got work

Oh so much work baby

I, I got work

I got work

I got work

Oh so much work baby

You niggas silver spoon, I shiver spurs

Sat on a corner had it poppin like it self-served

Octane talkin' bout my block game

Boy the Glock make it so to help me with my lock game

Whipping concrete now a nigga [?]

Hard-headed they digits in my dry-wall

I run the street robbers won't approach the boy

Take a picture of ya cause she knows you poster boy

Lamborghini, new picasso, pullin' over boy

I'm wet niggas, yeah I take it overboard

Carnival cruise lines for me to choose mine

Duffle bag of hunnids, a new fit, and two nines

I, I got work

I got work

I got work

Oh so much work baby

I, I got work

I got work

I got work

Oh so much work baby

I, I got work

I got work

I got work

Oh so much work baby

I, I got work

I got work

I got work

Oh so much work baby

I got work