Yo [Killah Priest] The weed is lit it's given like an Indian gift Passed around in a cipher 'til the bitches need pullin' tighter Put out the fire Blow
Gotti) Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.) Yo Gotti (Yo Gotti) Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross) No lie (Mon E. G.) Its tha (Mon E. G.) Chevy Anthem Remix, my Chevy Ridin
am all about Livin' like John Travolta, Wish I was John Travolta Livin' like John Travolta. Gadda gadda gadda davi-la John man Johnny Johnny Johhny
Disrespect fam, yo a** gon' get s***** We got real money, seven figure deal money I'm in the Samuel Jackson, Time to Kill money Yeah, we got them anthems
ass gon' get smoked We got real money, seven figure deal money I'm in the Samuel Jackson, Time to Kill money [U-God] Yeah, we got them anthems, we handsome
out like fuckin rapidly, pass the gat to me Make his chest rest, where his back should be, talkin blasphemy Blastin me, your family, rest in coffins
