Lyrics Bad Behavior - Yo Gotti

Paper-heavy, paper-heavy
Get this money, take shit from nobody how they raise you?
Mama made me savage, grandma took my filter early
Thirteen out the service, AMG all on my dresser
When they hang up my jersey that's a 36
I could hang up my jersey, I sold a thousand bricks
They can flame up my jersey, I blew a hundred sticks
I can retro my jersey, I been doin' this shit

Couple niggas try, couple don't survive
Championship rings, one to all the guys
You fucked up then she fucked up, why you act surprised?
You don't own the pussy, guess you can't accept the fact she lied
Paper-heavy, paper-heavy
Mama was a ho, I guess that's how a mama raised him
Daddy was a pussy nigga so I guess she fucked with suckers
All she know was lame ass niggas, look at her brother
Gotti, where you been, where you been?
I been out the scene countin' millions by the teens
I been on vacation chillin', fuckin' bitches friends
I been kinda silent, still slidin' gettin' revenge

Paper-heavy, paper-heavy
Get this money, take shit from nobody how they raise you?
Mama made me savage, grandma took my filter early
Thirteen out the service, AMG all on my dresser
When they hang up my jersey that's a 36
I could hang up my jersey, I sold a thousand bricks
They can flame up my jersey, I blew a hundred sticks
I'm the streets MVP, it don't get real as this