Letras:
Yo Gotti Rico

Rico trippin out rico know I ain't no hoe Rico know he should have killed me Rico know I ain't gone go Rico still fuckin kesha, kesha still fuckin up Rico

Rico trippin out rico know I ain't no hoe Rico know he should have killed me Rico know I ain't gone go Rico still fuckin kesha, kesha still fuckin up Rico

(feat. Yo Gotti, Gucci Mane) [Intro] Fuck a rubber band a nigga need a buncha birds [X4] [Over intro - Gucci Mane (Yo Gotti)] Yo, it's Gucci, brrrr,

and chop but we could bring it back to the beatbox! [BizMarkie beatboxes with style and soul] [Posdonus] I'm Posdonus Plug Wonder.. plotter Serenade her cause I gotta

got the tools like Rickle To make your mind tickle For the nine nickle (Yo Red, yo Red!) Punk ass pussy ass (You ain't gotta say no more man, that's it

when I'm drunk I sing a song like this My grandma and your grandma, Sittin' by the fire Hold on, turn that beat off! Nah, keep it going Crazy Town, yo

Cunningham... I'm runnin like I'm Randal... Yo girlfriends persuin me shes tryna give me coochie... Before she fucks Gorilla Doe she has to suck on Gucci... And she gotta

Make yo' hustle official, And them niggaz that's wit' you, gotta push tha issue, on the fools that dis you, whether pump or pistol, when it's up in yo' gristle, hand yo

: [Nas] To my niggaz.. huh.. We all we got.. Let's hold it down though, y'know? However it's gon' go down This what we gotta deal with, y'know? Yo..