Olympics

[Chorus: Yo Gotti] I deserve a gold medal, Olympics The way I do my thing in the kitchen Just broke a world record, Guinness Went to culinary arts but you don’t hear me Got the work ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got the purp ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got the stick ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got your bitch ridin’ ‘round in a hemi [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] I just pulled up at Privé in that Hellcat Just shitted on these niggas, do you smell that? When you violate parole, where the cell at? Lil homie just pissed thirty, yeah you feel that A hood nigga with millions, they be fearing that You hating is a disease, ain’t no curing that When it’s war no explanations, I ain’t hearing that I make all my niggas bonds, I’m insuring that I been up for four days, forty rounds with four Ks Some my niggas on cocaine, some my niggas on codeine I just bought a Stingray for my lil young bitch She took a pistol charge for me on some dumb shit [Hook: Yo Gotti] I deserve a gold medal, Olympics The way I do my thing in the kitchen Just broke a world record, Guinness Went to culinary arts but you don’t hear me Got the work ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got the purp ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got the stick ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got your bitch ridin’ ‘round in a hemi [Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo] Two Cuban links and a Rollie, that’s my double trophies Made the work disappear, call that hocus pocus The streets keep on calling me, tryna keep my focus Got bread on me, got lead on me, won’t catch me loafing I drunk a four of some Hi-Tech You might catch me dozing I’m kicking shit in the projects You might catch me posted Riding ‘round with the stick in the Audi Couple gangster niggas with me, they ‘bout it Trifling bitch eat the dick like candy I’m a dog, I’m a savage, Randy I deserve a million dollars, I’ve been trill, no EMT I’m the shit, now I get followed, paparazzi, TMZ Ho your nigga sound like Stevie, man that boy ain’t seeing me I do my thing in the streets, off of beats I’m selling P’s [Chorus: Yo Gotti] I deserve a gold medal, Olympics The way I do my thing in the kitchen Just broke a world record, Guinness Went to culinary arts but you don’t hear me Got the work ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got the purp ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got the stick ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got your bitch ridin’ ‘round in a hemi [Verse 3: Yo Gotti] Riding shotgun in that Rari with Youngsta Still got thirties on the Chevy ‘cause I’m country I’m addicted to the jewelry, ask the jeweler I’m a rich dope boy, don’t know nobody cooler My lil young bitch don’t know shit but I’ma school her Told her take them Jordans off and put these Loubs on This a Chanel bag, you deserve that You got Chanel swag, you got Michelle swag I feel like Obama, push a button and get Osama Watch when I drop this CM9 I’ma kill the summer Fucking up the streets always I was getting it out the hallway Selling fifty packs in [?] Had to stack it up the small way [Chorus: Yo Gotti] I deserve a gold medal, Olympics The way I do my thing in the kitchen Just broke a world record, Guinness Went to culinary arts but you don’t hear me Got the work ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got the purp ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got the stick ridin’ ‘round in a hemi Got your bitch ridin’ ‘round in a hemi