Dollah Fo Dollah Challenge Yo Gotti Remix by Matty Cent Lyrics
[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Yeah, I am
Matty Cent, bitch
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti & Matty Cent]
I'll never let my niggas down
Nah, I never put some choppas down (Never)
Hit your bitch when I come in town
She ain't never let a nigga down (Yeah)
I'm straight from the trenches i'm talking nigeria
I hit the gas (skrrt)
Then i took it off
I hit the gas then i ride around
Bitch gat two tones diamond dripping lil bitch said she balling tho
Blog put a nigga business out
Knock 'em down, now switch 'em out
I got opps I don't know about
Stand on business, we don't talk about it (wait)
4L for real nigga, said he was balling
No kizzy he winning, No kizzy me winning too
Glock on these niggas like (baow)
Nigga said he was balling
No kizzy, he gat him a chain off the stealing tho
We do real numbers, real chef, Benihana's
I'll take a nigga under (benihana lil bitch)
Watch three-hundred, these is Yeezy's
'Fore they drop (Yeah), call 'em Dondas
Jay said I got the thunder
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas (Shh)
Big stepper, we'll stomp on you lil' niggas
Niggas say they slidin', nobody dyin' though (yeah nobody sliding)
Your net worth in the fours, what was they lyin' 'fore? (what was lyin')
Go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta
We can go thottie for thottie (thottie)
I'm scholarship Gotti, you gave a bitch a Birkin (ayy)
I just gave her some knowledge (ayy)
[Verse 2: Matty Cent]
Burberry T-shirts
Hit the dash on this shits ain't no retail
Double large extra wide ain't no weed smell
Shorty goes wild for this shirt like a stripper
I need me a thot still
Tryna do better no cap nigga (yeah)
Came from the trenches where niggas get zeros but aim for top like we next up
Talk bout your boys they behind they get left out
All of ma homies is straight we on point still (bitch)
Hop in kitchen a fork and skillet i break up the pie then eat it up
All of ma sorrows behind i ain't left out
Thuck in no burner no slippin I'm next up (yeah)
Gotta stay woke
I gotta run up the levels big bagging no cap bro (bitch)
Yo gotti just hop in
Yo gotti just hop in
[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
I'm knockin' all my opps out the field
Young niggas sick, young nigga ill
All of my niggas united
Just ballin' to DC United
I gave him the pack and he tanked it (Tanked it)
Twenty-five pints and he dranked it (Uhh)
Just showed her my account and she fainted (On God)
Showed him the plug and he thanked me (You welcome)
"Ayy, Gotti you low, you jankie"
Lil' bitch just posted me, brainless (Dumbass)
Rolls Royce stainless (Steel)
Made my neighbourhood famous (For real)
Rich catch for tourists (For tourists)
Ayy, why yo' jewellery blury?
All my jewellery flawless, all my niggas stallers
None of my niggas sanctifies, they be throwin' cross
All my Forgies offset
All my diamonds factory set
That my lil' savage, I stamped that
My bitch like the sunset, yeah
I see the same niggas doin' the same shit every day (Shit every day)
Different nigga, yeah, I had to go and make a way (Go and make a way)
Any day, it's another million-dollar plate
It's like seventy mill now, 'nother hundred on the way
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever
Yeah, I am
Matty Cent, bitch
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti & Matty Cent]
I'll never let my niggas down
Nah, I never put some choppas down (Never)
Hit your bitch when I come in town
She ain't never let a nigga down (Yeah)
I'm straight from the trenches i'm talking nigeria
I hit the gas (skrrt)
Then i took it off
I hit the gas then i ride around
Bitch gat two tones diamond dripping lil bitch said she balling tho
Blog put a nigga business out
Knock 'em down, now switch 'em out
I got opps I don't know about
Stand on business, we don't talk about it (wait)
4L for real nigga, said he was balling
No kizzy he winning, No kizzy me winning too
Glock on these niggas like (baow)
Nigga said he was balling
No kizzy, he gat him a chain off the stealing tho
We do real numbers, real chef, Benihana's
I'll take a nigga under (benihana lil bitch)
Watch three-hundred, these is Yeezy's
'Fore they drop (Yeah), call 'em Dondas
Jay said I got the thunder
Pray to God for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow, it's like I missed a summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of fame of drug dealers
Yo Gotti, he be runnin' 'round with real killers
Hush gang, he ain't frontin' no fuck niggas (Shh)
Big stepper, we'll stomp on you lil' niggas
Niggas say they slidin', nobody dyin' though (yeah nobody sliding)
Your net worth in the fours, what was they lyin' 'fore? (what was lyin')
Go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta
We can go thottie for thottie (thottie)
I'm scholarship Gotti, you gave a bitch a Birkin (ayy)
I just gave her some knowledge (ayy)
[Verse 2: Matty Cent]
Burberry T-shirts
Hit the dash on this shits ain't no retail
Double large extra wide ain't no weed smell
Shorty goes wild for this shirt like a stripper
I need me a thot still
Tryna do better no cap nigga (yeah)
Came from the trenches where niggas get zeros but aim for top like we next up
Talk bout your boys they behind they get left out
All of ma homies is straight we on point still (bitch)
Hop in kitchen a fork and skillet i break up the pie then eat it up
All of ma sorrows behind i ain't left out
Thuck in no burner no slippin I'm next up (yeah)
Gotta stay woke
I gotta run up the levels big bagging no cap bro (bitch)
Yo gotti just hop in
Yo gotti just hop in
[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
I'm knockin' all my opps out the field
Young niggas sick, young nigga ill
All of my niggas united
Just ballin' to DC United
I gave him the pack and he tanked it (Tanked it)
Twenty-five pints and he dranked it (Uhh)
Just showed her my account and she fainted (On God)
Showed him the plug and he thanked me (You welcome)
"Ayy, Gotti you low, you jankie"
Lil' bitch just posted me, brainless (Dumbass)
Rolls Royce stainless (Steel)
Made my neighbourhood famous (For real)
Rich catch for tourists (For tourists)
Ayy, why yo' jewellery blury?
All my jewellery flawless, all my niggas stallers
None of my niggas sanctifies, they be throwin' cross
All my Forgies offset
All my diamonds factory set
That my lil' savage, I stamped that
My bitch like the sunset, yeah
I see the same niggas doin' the same shit every day (Shit every day)
Different nigga, yeah, I had to go and make a way (Go and make a way)
Any day, it's another million-dollar plate
It's like seventy mill now, 'nother hundred on the way