Lyrics They Don't Want It - Yo Gotti

[Feat. Zed Zilla, Starlito]
[Hook:]
Um huh ooooo nananna they don't want it with us

[Yo Gotti:]
Record label who nigga I do my own thang cocaine 5 nigga I'm in my own lane running round with shooters young niggas they insane I&e the mob nigga I got my own gang bigga bigga rankin you betta tell these niggas work in the u-haul respect down in Duval 100 clips 100 bricks before I ever knew yal walking through your hood like what up what it do dawg fake ass trappers phoney ass rappers nigga say anything to sell they lil albums choppers on the tour bus feds trying to grab them phantom in the drive way still ain't dropped a album

[Hook:]
Um huh ooooo nananna they don't want it with us

[Zed Zilla:]
Yea they might puff dro and yea they might fuck hoes a yo all I know they want it with us I'm talking bout every where I go I got choppers in 4-4s first sucker even looking like he want it I bust I'm mister z.e.d I'm just southside coasting plenty syrup plenty dro now I'm in slow motion shooting hit your head stomach leg all in one motion for the he said she said causing that commotion when you take your shirt off when them crips thanking you locing when they get them bullets out you doctor c-section you open all my niggas straight killas like the illa we be smoking so if I nigga fucking with us in the river he be floating... zilla

[Hook:]
Um huh ooooo nananna they don't want it with us

[Starlito:]
Refiner heater cociana fever bruh gave me chance time to make the world believers grind like it's over time call us over achievers made my quotas off of oders that way I sold them cheaper cashville got a whole platoon full of goons see this pistol that's the preview the bullets they coming soon movie shit think lord of war or maybe blow I'm the college james jordon heatherway and the gun make it a felony 50 pound bail all hell I know the smell on me weighing up the lbs they paying up to 12 a piece keep having nightmares of niggas trying to tell on me