Letra de Shot Off Gumbo - YTB Fatt

(Feat. Moneybagg Yo, ShotOff)

(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)

Yeah, uh, uh, uh-huh

I just got off the plane with this shit, man

Back in that Yami, man, just left New York

I'm back in that Yami, though

Uh, yeah, uh

All these hoes tryna lock in with a young nigga since I got rich

ShotOff Gumbo and some drank only thing in my mix

Yeah, twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for this

Niggas be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with that switch

Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a Hannah Montana 'round this bitch

I be tellin' them hoes my city ain't with that baby mama shit

Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, the Loaf Boyz finna take over the industry

Walkin' through the airport with seventeen thousand, the police ain't takin' shit

Bitch, I ain't who you used to know (Nope)

I done shot off to the moon, lil' ho (Gone)

Still order me a 4 for 4 (For real)

Pint of drank and a Gumbo 'bow (Nope)

Heavy motion, got this shit on the floor (Yup)

Room lookin' like a scene from Blow (Movie)

All blues, big racks like woah (Damn)

Bread Gang, got this shit by the loaf (Boyz)

Nothin' but real niggas, couple hitters and dope boys in this loop (Them Loafs)

Pull up, SF90 coupe, I'm playin' with plenty fulus (Money)

Wockesha deuce only thing in my juice

These brown Rick Owens same color that dog food, free 42 (Dugg)

All these hoes tryna lock in with a young nigga since I got rich

ShotOff Gumbo and some drank only thing in my mix

Yeah, twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for this

Niggas be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with that switch

Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a Hannah Montana 'round this bitch

I be tellin' them hoes my city ain't with that baby mama shit

Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, the Loaf Boyz finna take over the industry

Walkin' through the airport with seventeen thousand, the police ain't takin' shit

Joe and Bagg tryna keep me out the trenches, they know I'ma gun some shit

I be tellin' my city, "I just rap," but bronem got that shit

That's the pack, bro just stepped on it

I be prayin' the junkies don't kill my nigga for always stretchin' they shit

Bagg came, got a fox up out the hood 'cause he like how I talk this shit

Fifty thousand dollars in my bag, I'm on the floor with this shit

Me and ShotOff kickin' shit with Meek Mill, this came from takin' risks

Forty thousand feet in the air on the jet, if it crash, I went out lit

Yeah, yeah, you niggas ain't smokin' it

Hundred pounds of ShotOff, got my wrist lookin' like Luka shit

Gumbo on my pendant, it look two-tone when the Cuban hit

I'm trappin', fuck this music shit

They trap me, send a Boosie hit

We shootin' shit, go

This shit on the floor

Thirty-five hundred my Louis coat

Ayy, my lil' nigga pull up and shoot a movie like Louie Knows

Ayy, if you want Gumbo in the city, you get it from 'Bama Joe

Ayy, come get you a turkey bag, come spend your ham and loaf

ShotOff

All these hoes tryna lock in with a young nigga since I got rich

ShotOff Gumbo and some drank only thing in my mix

Yeah, twenty-five thousand in traffic in New York, I dare a nigga reach for this

Niggas be talkin' tough as hell 'til you bump down on 'em with that switch

Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a Hannah Montana 'round this bitch

I be tellin' them hoes my city ain't with that baby mama shit

Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, the Loaf Boyz finna take over the industry

Walkin' through the airport with seventeen thousand, the police ain't takin' shit

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