Yo Gotti Got Dem Racks song lyrics

I rock Gucci, Louie, Prada, niggas know I shop at Saks

Yellow-bone, super fine, you know I'm hitting it from the back

If you see me in the club, niggas know I got them straps

Security tried to search a nigga, but we come in through the back

See them sparklers in the air, you know the bottles on the way

C.M.G. taking over, man that's all the D.J. play

White on, white on, in the club my white on, shorty got something tight on

And if that's your bitch, then you may have to fight holmes

Gripping on her ass, niggas say I'm disrespectful

I pulled up, in that Lam', niggas say I disrespect them

If I want it, then I'm running fast, know they gotta catch me

Niggas shot at me and missed, whoa, know the lord blessed him

I sell dope, I fuck hoes, then make songs bout this shit

I rob niggas for their work, and don't feel wrong about that shit

You a pussy ass nigga, you don't belong with no bricks

I pop pills, I feel good, I mix Patron with the shit

In the club, going hard, niggas know I got them racks

In the kitchen, whipping hard, niggas know I got that sack

In this bitch, going hard, niggas know I got them racks

In the kitchen, whipping hard, niggas know I got that sack

Niggas standing on the couch and throwing signs in the club

V.I.P. bitch, I don't wait in line at the lub

It's a photo shoot, fans taking pictures in this bitch

I'm a nice guy, buying bitches liquor in this bitch

Got my fam' with me, brought my nigga Scrilla in this bitch

I don't give a fuck, I'm back on my Ridgecrest shit

Yelling thug life, niggas on that 2Pac shit

Minnesota Twins, bitch I'm on my two Glock shit

You niggas screwed up, put you on your news box shit

By the fam', by the river, finna' see many bricks

Uh, she nasty, she just had a semen dish

Suck the skin of a dick, you should've seen this bitch

They say I'm nasty, I think imma' clean this bitch

Shorty suck it so good, might try to clean this bitch, sike

She not the type, to be a wife

She get a pass, just for the night