DJ Drama - 12 lyrics

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DJ Drama - 12 lyrics

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti] 10 milli yo, sponsored by CMG Mac a write a book about who owe me p**y a** n***as gone D.I.E., on sight, A.S.A.P n***a say he gonna snatch my chain n***a better know my name Suicide man the boy insane He lost his mind that n***a lost his point If I'm beefing with a n***a I'll f** his baby momma Get all in her head and tell that b**h that I love her Send a pack to my partner Send a demo to a cousin Ooh I got his a** in the oven I just seen this money turn a pretty b**h ugly Time made a n***a turn state on his cousin b**h broke up the whole squad for the p**y Never be us, swear to god, or we p**y I f** with Snootie Wild the strong way All I know is yayo like the song say Money dont fold, its the long way Slow grand, took the long way My n***as my n***as forever Enemies, enemies forever b**h you whatever Like Meek said there's levels And choppers are devils Got extended on .40 Glocks, I love my Beretta I might just be a gun fanatic cause my ego a devil [Chorus: Yo Gotti] I've been selling crack since I was 12 Still trying to duck 12 (yep) Old school Chevy for twelves And two grams short no scales n***a that 12 I don't hit the club before 12 I never f** with no 12 My b**h is on 12 And my status so hot I ain't trying to f** nothing else, yup! [Verse 2: Snootie Wild] All a n***a move is bells And I move them in dark after 12 Four years locked in a cell and they let me out, n***a, 'round 12 GD is what a n***a bank and it's nothing but love screaming 12 f** with a mothaf**ing client I'll send your whole crew straight to hell n***a hit a lick for like 12 blocks Caught a motherf**er slipping by the mailbox My young n***a got hit with like six shots That's why a n***a walk around here shellshocked I don't hit the club 'til 12 12 o'clock on my rollie n***a might work for the 12 Motherf**er don't know me Partner called me out for a b**h, so a n***a had to bail Big brother Gotti told me, don't trust sh** in this world 12! [Chorus x2: Yo Gotti]