[Intro: K. Gotti, Two Chains, and Producer Tag]
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[Verse: K. Gotti]
My trap beat like a heart rate
Bitch n***as flee like a relay
I got strikes like an inmate
You n***as nervous like a blind date
[?] like a skid-plate
We on top like the head of state
Hard to break like an armor-plate
[?] like heaven gates
Satilite high like Kevin Gates, tryna slide by like [?]
You boys trashed like a [?]
Better stay inside like a rainy day
[?] like [?]
My name ring likе church bells
She so sweet like caramеl, with a deep pussy like a water-well
I'm stuck to it like hair-gel, 'cause she locked up like jail cells
[?] like raising hell and when I stop bro, she like "Don't tell"
I looked at her like "too late", then rolled out like speed skates
[?]
[?]
Eatin' rappers like a piece of cake
I'm a drug addict like Scarface
Hard to handle like pepper spray
I see black and gray like an X-ray
Spending money like a ballet
She threw the pussy like a pass-play
We tossed the bitch like a [?], and went back and fourth like a keep-away
[?]
I beat the charge like O.J
Dangerous like a spinal tap
Y'all aggravating like jock straps
Overrated like [?]
That pussy wet like a dish-rag
I stick in it like a thumb tack
She say I'm good like Cheese-Mac
Cranked up like car-jacks
This [?] like ice-packs
Soften n***as like tin-cans
She catch the nut like a drip-band
51-50 like a [?]
[?] like a hitman
On your ass like a traffic jam
We schemed out like Uncle Sam
Scrim made it like a [?]
Hollywood lookin' like a million dollars
Oddy [?] like [?], leaving bitches stuck like rush-hour
Outdated like ten cassettes
We rush n***as like roulette
Burnin' n***as like a cigarettes
Your bitch blew me like a clarinet
Unpredictable like Chopper City
With a mean look like "Who fuckin' with me?"
I love drama like WorldStar
Lightin' n***as up like police cars
On-track like NASCAR
I can read your hands like tarot cards
Got keys like prison guards
I wreck the track like boxing gloves