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INTERPRÉTATION
Yo Gotti
Yo Gotti
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mario Mims
Mario Mims
Paroles/Composition
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
Paroles/Composition
Matthew-Kyle Brown
Matthew-Kyle Brown
Paroles/Composition
Nicolas Berlinger
Nicolas Berlinger
Paroles/Composition
Yannick Gujer
Yannick Gujer
Paroles/Composition
Lenny Schmied
Lenny Schmied
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Yannick Gujer
Yannick Gujer
Production
Lenny Schmied
Lenny Schmied
Production
Southside
Southside
Production
Smatt
Smatt
Production
Moxart Beatz
Moxart Beatz
Production
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Yung Dee
Yung Dee
Production déléguée
Jorge Ace Taveras
Jorge Ace Taveras
Ingénierie de prise de son
Liz Robson
Liz Robson
Ingénierie de prise de son

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(808Mafia) Mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm No fake love, we was sellin' drugs They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm No fake love, we was sellin' drugs Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm NFL yard line, nigga, I'm a hunnid Big Gotti, 80 somethin', 15 from a hunnid M's I heard they don't fuck with me (ha), I don't fuck with them They say they gon' do somethin' to a nigga, I ain't one of them Boy, please, put your hands on a gangsta, gon' die Fake love, I don't even believe my bitches when they cry Fuck love (NFL), I be havin' motion (motion) Buy that bitch a bag, I can't give her no emotions In a Phantom with the hammer tucked (yeah), and I'm with Angela I ain't lost a crush since high school, I'm "Mr. Follow Up" In ball pinky rings, lookin' like I won the Super Bowl I'm in the kitchen with this shit, I got a super stove No fake love, we was selling drugs (whip it) They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm (ay, you know I don't be rappin', I just be talkin') Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm (tell a nigga what it really is) Glo was nominated (Grammy), same time on the low I'm gettin' investigated (still) I'm showin' unity with CMG and niggas hate it (they hate it) Dugg was doin' a bid "cause he violated his probation (my nigga) Told him stay strong and be patient (free Dugg) The internet goin' crazy, had to deactivate my Insta (log off) Might see me with a chauffeur in that Phantom with that pistol Might see me in the Forbes (Forbes), but I'm one of them boys Really got it out the kitchen (I am), digi' scale is my award (I am) Ask Billboard, I wouldn't do no cover without my guys, nigga, no lies, nigga Beefin' with my niggas, ain't no sides, nigga, I'm ridin', nigga White on white, big Phantom, I'm outside, ain't no hidin', nigga You a dope boy tryna go the right way, then I'm the guide, nigga No fake love, we was selling drugs (I am) They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug (I really am) Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm No fake love, we was selling drugs They were runnin' up, we would pay the plug Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm For real, if y'all wanna pull up on me, pull up on me Pull up on me Pull up on me Pull up on me Pull up on me
Writer(s): Joshua Luellen, Lenny Schmied, Mario Mims, Matthew-kyle Brown, Nicolas Berlinger, Yannick Gujer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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