Wraith (feat. Yo Gotti)

[T. I.]

Yeah

Hey man

I got a real short list of shit I like to do

Ya dig

Get money (Yeah)

Kick shit (I Just wanna ball, yeah)

That's the list, nigga, that's it

I just wanna ball in the wraith

With your broad in the way

And I wanna, I'ma take my shot

I pray to God, is it all in a day

Leave your daughter with the papers

Fuck a hater 'til the day I die (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing

Before you were getting going, I was getting to it

Put it down, bankrolls in the neighborhood

Was catching cases, before I got to get some paper good

Lil homie asked me

Unc, how do you know you came up?

I said you deal with less bitches wearing lace fronts

I don't like her, feel that way about a lot of rappers

I don't talk about 'em

Most these niggas ain't gon' bust a grape and they just talking loud

Godbody, got a problem, nigga go to war about it

Hm, having problems understanding your logic, man

For four hundred, I'll take your honey and tour London

Get some more money

Don't believe me? Well, you a dummy

Ain't no pun intended

Military guns in the mansion

Ain't no runnin' in it

A rubber when I fucked that bitch

It ain't no cumming in it

Since my first album, I been serious

Ain't no funny business

Bitch, ain't no funny business

No weapon against me shall prosper

But it's welcome to form

Knew from the day I was born I'd perform in the Forum

Ringing bells and blowing horns when my name called

I'm just a self-made nigga in the wraith though

I just wanna ball in the wraith

With your broad in the way

And I wanna, I'ma take my shot

I pray to God, is it all in a day

Leave your daughter with the papers

Fuck a hater 'til the day I die (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing

Before you were getting going, I was getting to it

I just wanna ball in the wraith

With your broad in the way

And I wanna, I'ma take my shot (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Yo Gotti]

I'm a dope boy legend

Street I'm reppin

Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the necklace

They say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be

Don't give a fuck about no nigga who don't like me

Now, if I go to jail today, that bitch gon' write me? No

She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go broke

I bet a Wraith on the Super Bowl

In the kitchen, super cold

Six ounce, four pints, that's a super stove

Before I ever had a plaque and a hit

Boy, I bet I had a MAC and some bricks

If it's stars in the wraith, got the titles in the safe

Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the case

Truck, truck, Lambo

Guns, guns, ammo

Me and Black Youngsta, back to back cause that's my fam-o

He a white man, kill him

For his shit, she want a check for the pussy

That's that out the North shit

[T. I.]

I just wanna ball in the wraith

With your broad in the way

And I wanna, I'ma take my shot

I pray to God, is it all in a day

Leave your daughter with the papers

Fuck a hater 'til the day I die (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing

Before you were getting going, I was getting to it

I just wanna ball in the wraith

With your broad in the way

And I wanna, I'ma take my shot (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Presidential swag

In the slum with the hairnet

Running up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out

Dab in my bag, give it to her, wear her ass out

Dick game great, give it to her till she pass out

This the real caine, add B12, pour baking soda

Stretch a quarter out a whole, and no details (No!)

Shout to all my niggas, who legitimized they figures

Now they rich and you just get it out the blue

Now he ridin' in the Rolls-Royce

Came out the bottom, now he making more than ol' boy

Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing

Trappin', flippin' work till they come up on a whole one

Huh ok, K-I-N-G, can't deny me

Niggas still rhymin' 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga

Yeah, see it on my face, dawg

I'm just a real nigga riding ridin' under Wraith stars

I just wanna ball in the wraith

With your broad in the way

And I wanna, I'ma take my shot

I pray to God, it's all in a day

Leave your daughter with the papers

Fuck a hater 'til the day I die (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Fuck what them bitches saying, fuck what them niggas doing

Before you were getting going, I was getting to it

I just wanna ball in the wraith

With your broad in the way

And I wanna, I'ma take my shot (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Dave Chappelle & T. I.]

You gone have to run this back! Hold on, one second, tho

God damn, nigga, I wasn't ready for that!

Yo, this gotta make the album

Mmm, everything I'm playing you is going on the album

Nigga, this that nitty gritty for the city

That shit is what's up, like, ding ding ding ding ding ding

Beat sound sneaky as shit! I like that

I like that