John Gotti - Drakeo The Ruler

A hundred fifty in a trash bag, time to shake him up

We tip the strippers, we strip the strippers

It’s the mob, bitch, we kill the killers

Beat it up, beat it up, yeah, Thriller Manila

Minks and bling, don’t leave out the chinchillas

Double R, Rolls Royce Dawn, you niggas know the deal with me

I’m a boss, never get robbed, niggas could only steal from me

But then some twelve year olds come out and drill for me

Think about it, do you want these problems literally?

The grim reaper out and he don’t show no sympathy

John Gotti car, mops in the yard, shoot for me, nigga, I’m the don in my city,

who is you in yours?

Grab the beef packet and make Top Ramen noodles with it, if you ain’t tryna get

no money, who you do it for?

John Gotti car, mops in the yard, shoot for me, nigga, I’m the don in my city,

who is you in yours?

Grab the beef packet and make Top Ramen noodles with it, if you ain’t tryna get

no money, who you do it for?

See an opp in traffic, hit him up, nigga, 2Pac

The crime report and ballistics say he died from two Glocks

I know he ran his mouth, but did you have to knock his shoes off?

Forty with a dick, let it squeeze, it got blue balls

He’ll be trippy red if he playing with my blue hundreds

Sixty-six shots, another six at Jimmy Neutron

I’m on demon time, don’t you ever get too big headed

Beef on the plate, shrimp, lobster, steak, eat with me

Instead you worry 'bout always tryna compete with me

Swimming with the fishes like he tryna find Nemo

Got shark in the water, a great white, he seafood

Dumbass spent his whole life tryna be Deebo

A hundred shells drop, cock back mops and reload

That Black Lives Matter shit is so 2003 bro, ugh

John Gotti car, mops in the yard, shoot for me, nigga, I’m the don in my city,

who is you in yours?

Grab the beef packet and make Top Ramen noodles with it, if you ain’t tryna get

no money, who you do it for?

John Gotti car, mops in the yard, shoot for me, nigga, I’m the don in my city,

who is you in yours?

Grab the beef packet and make Top Ramen noodles with it, if you ain’t tryna get

no money, who you do it for?

Shit, nigga, John Gotti car, mops in the yard, shoot for me

Nigga, nigga, I’m the don in my city, who is you in yours?

Shit, grab the beef packet and make Top Ramen noodles with it

Shit, John Gotti car, mops in the yard, shoot for me

If you ain’t tryna get no money, who you do it for?