John Gotti

[Intro:] Don’t stay around Don’t stay around Don’t stay around We run up on your block And we don’t play around Don’t t play around We’gon burn it down (ha) [Chorus: Kriptonite] Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Just got a shirt that came with a Bugatti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti [Verse 1:Kriptonite] Wanna be in the fast lane, getting cash retardedly Fuck all you pussy ass niggas and don’t expect no apologies Wanna take my shit overseas But forever will the ghetto be a part of me They say love is blind Then why this cash ain’t hard to see I aim straight archery straight to the artery’s That lifestyle with dope toys coke boys prodigy Can’t dilute my formula No additives bitch water free Ain’t selling less than a quarter key No if, buts, nor probablys Don’t procrastinate that’s the way it is Have you ever been with death face to face Am so busy i ain’t got time to die I kick that shit to a later date You get fed lead now you hate the taste Nothing bout that sweet like grater cake Run up on your block take ya plate Eat ya food then say ma grace bitch [Chorus: Kriptonite] Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Just got a shirt that came with a Bugatti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti [Verse 2: Kriptonite] Knock knock on your block where the cake at? Pussy nigga pulling off a brave act Running off like a horse on a race track Pussy nigga stay flat Where the keys to the stash? where the safe at? Muh’fucka I be coming for the pay back I be searching for the money in the hay stack John Gotti in the maybach When regarding to this dope game Bitch I’m the superior Run up on your block like bop bop Nigga maybe that sound familiar Niggas can’t cope with selling dope Bitch you don’t fit this criteria The Phantom is all black on black And cheetah prints the interior Got plugs down in Columbia, Cuba, Siberia Don’t fuck with them police bitches Hoe stay on the exterior Can you smell what am cooking There’s about to be a food fight Thug life cause this coke world is my cafeteria bitch [Chorus: Kriptonite] Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Just got a shirt that came with a Bugatti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti [Verse 3: Thursday] Hit the plug on the cellular Run off on the old one like regular (run off) But the new one ain't copy This nigga connects like John Gotti So much white like in Sandiago Grimey niggas looking like fredo Can't talk for long cause the opps be on it Fuck yuh bitch while she with the mayo I get to the fetti I cut a cheque I put all these niggas out cigarette (bop bop) Self-employed trap nigga Stick talk with the black heater Boom pow hit you in the face Ferragamo on my fucking waist Glock 40 keep a nigga safe Step heavy boy I never stray Bout to flip a brick for the whip I should put a kilo on my wrist I should put the killers on you head But I done got you on the list Good weed and the codeine Me and Kripto planning more schemes Ain't no time for no hottie thottie Cuz I swear my plug be like John Gotti [Chorus: Kriptonite] Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Just got a shirt that came with a Bugatti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Bricks upon bricks like ma plug is John Gotti Don’t stay around, don’t stay around, don’t stay around We run up on your block and we don’t play around Don’t t play around, we’gon burn it down Ha