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GATTI (With Jackboys, Pop Smoke)

Travis Scott

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GATTI (With Jackboys, Pop Smoke)

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AXLHahaha, huh? HahahaTired of niggas cappin' (Tired of niggas cappin')Trap House vibesNiggas frontin' their jewels (Yeah)They ain't expectin' this one (And it's like that)Facts, my bitch love coco (Haha)Ooh back, baby (Ooh back, baby) , woo (Haha, yeah)Let me see some, okay, okay (I see ya) , okay, okayLook, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke (Yeah)I'm from the floors where niggas toteThey couldn't be Crips, so they turned folks (Bah)Drivin' through the 'Ville, droppin' the choke (Brr)I gotta laugh, 'cause these niggas jokes (Haha)Just like, "Who these niggas? " (Who these niggas?)"I don't know" (I don't know) , but I'm on go (Woo)And I'm in that Bugatti, movin' two hundred (Bah)Givin' pumps, like, "Who shot ya? "Me and Trey, that's four choppers (Woo)Man down (Woo) , all you see is helicopters (Grr)Paramedics pick him up, they gon' send him to the doctorI'm in the hood like an engine, revvin' (Trey, get that nigga)My checks is clearin' (Woo, woo)Your checks is pending (Woo, woo)And I got a couple gangstas, let me know (It's a fact)If you want smoke (If you want smoke)'Cause boy I can send 'em (Boy I can send 'em)And I got a bad bitch, ass up (Hahaha)Face down (Face down) , yeah, she love doggy style (Uh-huh)And she got a Louis bag (Yeah) , that hold the extendo(Woo, woo)Okay, okay (Okay, okay)Okay, okayFacts, my bitch love coco (Haha)Ooh back, baby (Ooh back, baby) , wooLet me see some, okay, okay (I see it) , okay, okay(Turn around)My bitch love coco (Haha)Ooh back, baby (Ooh back, baby) , wooLet me see some, okay, okay (I see it) , okay, okay (Right)Got it jumpin out the zoo, seein' red, seein' blue (Yeah)Young La Flame, how it moves, Pop Flare how it— (Woo)Bring my hands out, try to hide my faceDuck away, she wanna lay up and hibernate (Yeah)I took a chance, it's a lot to takeI took a right, ended up right away (Straight up)She need a chunk, not a piece (Alright)It cost me three for the keys (Keys)Not the work but the VShe let it twirl to the beatI send the work, bet it reach (Reach)Wearin' pearls, expensive beads (Beads)I only hurl at my peeps (It's lit)Cuts, diamond cuts, I done popped a blueTwo cups of the stuff, now I'm upCoco Chanel when she tuck itWe bunk, get a nut (Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah)My bitch love coco (Haha)Ooh back, baby (Ooh back, baby) , wooLet me see some, okay, okay (I see it) , okay, okay(Turn around)My bitch love coco (Haha)Ooh back, baby (Ooh back, baby) , wooLet me see some, okay, okay (I see it) , okay, okay(Turn around)
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