Dolla Fo Dolla

[Intro: Yo Gotti]
La
Siera Music (Yea)
Yeah nigga, it's whatever
Yeah bitch, it's whatever (Huah)
Yeah, I am
(Let's Get it)
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti & La
Siera]
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)
No fake shit no BBL
My real niggas they CVL
I walk around his mansion with my booty shorts and a ginger ale
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 (Shh)
Don't ask no Questions
Ion hear nun
Got bitches scared
Cuz ion fear none
Namе buzzin like a stun gun
But I come through with that one and donе


We do real numbers, real chef, Benihana's
I'll take a nigga under
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 (Oh)
Your net worth in the fours, what was they lyin' 'fore?
Go dollar for dollar, shotta for shotta
We can go thottie for thottie
I'm scholarship Gotti, you gave a bitch a Birkin
I just gave her some knowledge
[Verse 2: La
Siera]
Jump on the track and get it Poppin' (Poppin)
These bitches need to stop rapping that nonsense
Thinkin' they fuckin' with me and they not
I get it poppin' like grease in the pot (Pot)
Niggas just rapping about guns and get shot (Shot)
I got gorillas they bringing that snot
Pull up in the game, take a Rap Bitch spot
I got the sauce word to drake you know it's hot
(HUAH)


I put 100 thou on my chest (Aye)
Look at the flick of the wrist (yea)
My VVS's so crisp, Loud got a lisp
Ain't no more Opps on the list
Stop sending out shots, You bitches get dismissed
These rappers I'm schooling, they not passing the Quiz
I stacked up a million, Then put it on my wrist
My Net
Work got these bitches feeling dissed
(you mad?)
Bitch, you mad? I can't help that
Niggas, you broke? There ain't No Chit-Chat
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