That's What They Made It Foe

Went from a box Chevy, to a box Porshe

From a hundred dollar beat to a Scott Stortch

From a gram in my sock to a truckload

I'm talking youth hoe, I'm talking busloads

Look at my earloab, look at my mouth gold

I got like ten on me, homie, what they hit for?

Call the Benz dealer, I want that 550

Got two diamond chains, cost me like a buck 50

And my Roley ain't a regular Roley, it's a Presi

VVS 12 karot

Yes, I got that E and got that dro fasho

I have your gal yelling Yo Gotti, Yo Gotti, Yo

We can go head and chop that paper up, that's what they made it for

We can turn it up, that's what they made it for

Got a 50 keep it cocked, that's what they made it for

Keep them bolders moving down the block, that's what they made it for

Riding in the lack, bettеr lean, that's what they made it for

Got thеm diamonds on my neck, let them gleem, that's what they made it for

Give a fuck, I spend that chetter round the clock, that's what they made it for

Shawty, back it up and then it drop, that's what they made it for

I like how shawty rocking, especially when she popping

She got that Dolce & Cabanna on, and them Apple Bottoms

She got that Chanel kick, and that Dior purse

She got that Tifany shit, and

She hopping out the sport Rover, with them Louis loafers

Shawty bad, drop dead gorgeous, yelling game over

Bitches go man to man, money go hand in hand

I leave Yo Gotti, Yo Gotti, Yo

That old school whistle

Pulling up in that McClarin, damn

Inside peanut butter, sitting on

I have your sister yelling Yo Gotti, Yo Gotti, Yo

We can go head and chop that paper up, that's what they made it for

We can turn it up, that's what they made it for

Got a keep it cocked, that's what they made it for

Keep them bolders moving down the block, that's what they made it for

Riding in the lack, better lean, that's what they made it for

Got them diamonds on my neck, let them gleem, that's what they made it for

Give a fuck, I spend that chetter round the clock, that's what they made it for

Shawty, back it up and then it drop, that's what they made it for

It's like I see the future, you reach, I gotta shoot ya

It's like I'm going a thousand miles, and you stuck in nutral

I blew a quarter ticket, before I had a future

That's when I was in the north, playing the distributer

20 flat, I get you 36, and 36 will get you 72

And 72 will get you

20 thousand, five, ten thousand, ten, five thousand, 23 thousand 50's, I got

And I ain't scared to spend it, that's what it's made for

And if I spend it, I ain't mean it man, it's paid for

And if you spend it, paint dripping and it's sitting low

I have your gal yelling Yo Gotti, Yo Gotti, Yo

We can go head and chop that paper up, that's what they made it for

We can turn it up, that's what they made it for

Got a keep it cocked, that's what they made it for

Keep them bolders moving down the block, that's what they made it for

Riding in the lack, better lean, that's what they made it for

Got them diamonds on my neck, let them gleem, that's what they made it for

Give a fuck, I spend that chetter round the clock, that's what they made it for

Shawty, back it up and then it drop, that's what they made it for