Wraith (feat. Yo Gotti)

Yeah

Hey man

I got a real short list of shit I like to do

Ya dig?

Get money (Yeah)

Kick shit (I just wanna ball, yeah)

That's the list, ****, that's it!

I just wanna ball in the Wraith

With your broad in the way

And I want her, I'ma take my shot

Pray to God, leave it all when you're dead

Leave your daughter with the papers

Fuck a hater till the day I die, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fuck what them bitches say

Fuck what them **** doin' (Fuck, fuck)

'Fore you was gettin' goin', I was gettin' to it

Put it down, bankrolls in the neighborhood

Was catchin' cases 'fore I got to get some paper good

Lil' homie asked me, "On God, do you know you came up?"

I said you deal with every bitch who wearin lace front'

I don't like her, feel that way about a lot of rappers

I don't talk about 'em

Most these **** ain't gon' bust a grape, and they just talkin' loud

Godbody, got a problem, ****? Go to war about it

Hm, havin' problems understandin' your logic, man

For four hundred, I'll take your honey and tour London

Get some more money, don't believe it when you heard, doubt me

Ain't no pun intended, military guns in the mansion

Ain't no runnin' in it, a rubber when I fuck that bitch

It ain't no cummin' in it

Since my first album, I been serious, ain't no funny business

Bitch, ain't no funny business

No weapon against me shall prosper

But it's welcome to form

Knew from the day I was born

I'd perform in the Forum

Ringin' bells and blowin' horns when my named called

I'm just a self-made **** in a Wraith though

I just wanna ball in the Wraith

With your broad in the way

And I want her, I'ma take my shot

Pray to God, leave it all when you're dead

Leave your daughter with the papers

Fuck a hater till the day I die, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fuck what them bitches say

Fuck what them **** doin' (Fuck, fuck)

'Fore you was gettin' goin', I was gettin' to it

Yeah, I just wanna ball in the Wraith (Yeah)

Broad in the way (Yeah)

And I want her, I'ma take my shot, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm a dope boy legend

Streets, I'm reppin'

Not a stone in the watch, no charm on the necklace

They say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be

Don't give a fuck about no **** who don't like me

Know if I go to jail today, that bitch gon' write me, no

She gon' fuck me, no, if a **** go broke

I bet a Wraith on the super Bowl

In the kitchen, super cold

Six ounce, four pies, that's a super stove

I always had a plaque and a hit

Boy, I bet I had a MAC and some bricks

If it's stars in the Wraith, got the titles in the safe

Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the case (Skrrt)

Truck, truck, Lambo

Guns, guns, ammo

Me and Blac Youngsta back to back, 'cause that my fam-o

He a white man, kill him

For his shit, she want a check for the pussy

That's that out the North shit

I just wanna ball in the Wraith

With your broad in the way

And I want her, I'ma take my shot

Pray to God, leave it all when you're dead

Leave your daughter with the papers

Fuck a hater till the day I die, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fuck what them bitches say

Fuck what them **** doin' (Fuck, fuck)

'Fore you was gettin' goin', I was gettin' to it

Yeah, I just wanna ball in the Wraith

With your broad in the way

And I want her, I'ma take my shot, yeah, yeah, yeah

Presidential swag in the slum with the hairnet

Runnin' up a bag, do it for 'em, just to pass out

Dab in my bag, give it to her, wear her ass out

Dick game great, give it to her till she pass out

This the real 'caine, add B12

Pour the baking soda

Stretch a quarter out a whole and no details (No)

Shout to all my **** who legitimized they figures

Now they rich and you just get it out the blue

Now he ridin' in the Rolls Royce

Came out the bottom, now he makin' more, ain't no boy

Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothin'

Trappin', flippin' work until a come up on a whole one, yeah

Huh, ok, K-I-N-G, can't deny me

**** still rhymin' 'bout what we did in the 90's, ****

Yeah, see it on my face, dog

I'm just a real **** ridin' under Wraith stars

I just wanna ball in the Wraith

With your broad in the way

And I want her, I'ma take my shot

Pray to God, leave it all when you're dead

Leave your daughter with the papers

Fuck a hater till the day I die, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fuck what them bitches say

Fuck what them **** doin' (Fuck, fuck)

'Fore you was gettin' goin', I was gettin' to it

Yeah, I just wanna ball in the Wraith

With your broad in the way

And I want her, I'ma take my shot, yeah, yeah, yeah