[Verse 1: Yak Gotti] Benz galore, Bentley store (Bentley Store) I just went bought her some his and hers Hop out this shit and hop in a Coupe 'Ventador joyridin', doors down Jump out that bitch and I raise the roof Niggas be cappin', they rat in they raps I'm Yak Gotti, Slatt Gotti, got the proof Big black Drac', I call that hypnotic I'm with some hot pocket, I got them blues Talk what you talkin', boy, that ain't you Ride with some weenies, you gettin' used Birthday cake, see me, I got the juice Live Maybach black so my life ain't a movie If we ridin' two deep, both of us shoot 'em Take him for the ride, he gettin' scooped Don't be surprised when I finish you Yo' career is over, boy, you finished, dude Sent a thousand on shots, they extended, fool
[Pre-Chorus: Yak Gotti] Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Gotta go, delete your bitch ass like "Adiós" YSL, nigga, I'm like the Pope Spin your hot block, go and stop He thought we done, yeah, we stopped and go No back and forth, watch and goin' forth
[Post-Chorus: Yak Gotti] I'm a big stepper like dinosaur Eat all the prey like a carnivore We go and pray to Lord Jesus Lord Don't make me pull your cord
[Verse 2: Gunna] Spent two hunna racks for the bulletproof (Two hunna) That bitch is so nasty, she like Betty Boop (Nasty) I hit from the back, had the pussy loose (Ooh) I'm fingerin' this ho and her toes down I fucked her with stamina YSL some mothafuckin' animals, we broke out the zoo (Out the zoo) Board the jet, I'm 'bout change up altitude (High) Sip a 4 of codeine, not a apple juice (Mud) Your lil' boy that's why call you the capper crew (Cap) Put it on, might teach you a thing or two (Lil' thing or two) Trap for fun, fuck all in this avenue (Yeah) Young GunWun' and Yak Gotti stackin' loose (Yak Gotti) Wunna flow, Wunna flow My bitches like Ubers, they come and go (Come and go) A young dripper, rulin' the fashion show (Fashion show) F.N. 'bout to wrap in the cardio Wunna flow, Wunna flow Uh, no kids but your bitch call me "Daddy-O" (Dad) Used to sit back and trap on the patio (Yeah) Now we travel the world, fuck the baddest hoes I can't function, was geeked off a Xanny dose No discussion, we bustin' your cantaloupe They be lustin' and lovin' with a camel toe I had nothin' then came up off of Wunna flow (Wunna flow)
[Pre-Chorus: Yak Gotti & Gunna] Wunna flow, Wunna flow Wunna flow, Wunna flow Gotta go, delete your bitch ass like "Adiós" YSL, nigga, I'm like the Pope Spin your hot block, go and stop He thought we done, yeah, we stopped and go No back and forth, watch, you goin' forth
[Post-Chorus: Yak Gotti] I'm a big stepper like dinosaur Eat all the prey like a carnivore We go and pray to Lord Jesus Lord Don't make me pull your cordTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
