Текст песни Lil Richard - John Gotti

All this fake love
All this fake beef
Remind me of movies in netflix
Fucking for a chain
Fucking for a name
Baby girl why is you settling
Made yaself worthless the whole time
Yeah you a dime but you don't shine
Any real nigga in they right mind
He ain't fucking wit you cuz ya pipe

Let me start off on the humble
I come from the jungle
I know how the streets work
Baby how much them cheeks worth
If you fuck everybody then only a t shirt
I can weigh it in pound for pound
Add it up from town to town
Idc who you fucking wit now
Say it's 38 bodies that's 88 rounds
I like to keep the shit real
Fuck her good I ain't using no pill
Going raw heard she using the pill
What you want I ain't giving out deals
I can give you the pickle (Dill)
After that I might get you a meal
Could be sunnys or federal hill
That's only 2 options cuz gotti too trill

Pick you up like to do what I want
Said you want eggs so we getting lunch
Girl I'm playing we going to brunch
We at the table I'm sneaking a touch
Girl you know how I do ima fool
All your homegirls saying im cool
What I got in my pants is a tool
After I hit I be making you drool

I'm really different from other niggas
I never worry bout other niggas
Too busy worried bout getting rich
He go to court he'll be singing like little richie
These the type niggas the broads like
Thinking they street it be all hype
Snitch on his homie then work with the law type
I give his bitches the long pipe