Yo Gotti - Gangsta Art (feat. Blac Youngsta, 42 Dugg, Moneybagg Yo, EST Gee, Mozzy, CMG The Label, Lehla Samia) lyrics

Days been cold just like my wrist
I'll be used to, I
Yeah
It's CMG the album, nigga
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Paint these words just like my whips)
History (What you know 'bout gangsters' art?)
You ain't never seen this many
Gangsters in the same squad
(Days been cold just like my wrist)
You ain't never seen this much
Money with no issues
(I'll be used to, I)
Know what I'm sayin'?
(Paint these words just like my whips)
You ain't never seen this many
Big dogs come together, nigga
Yeah
(What you know 'bout gangsters' art?)

Extortion still exists (Yeah)


Orchestrate the blitz
When we was kids
I thought that corner'll make me rich
It's forced until I'm torchеd
'cause that mean
More to mе than this bitch
Give a fuck about your hustle
That don't mean more to
Me than these skit's
(Yeah)
Scorin' up with these sticks, if
You don't pour enough
I ain't sippin'
Threw switches on his glick, but
When he blick 'em
They be glitchin'
Be discreet and keep your distance
When it get greasy
You can't fix it
Don't be subbin' me in
Your mentions, bitch
You givin' the feds assistance
They be givin' the feds descriptions
I'm bangin' the red division
My brother ain't here to sip with me
So I'm pourin' out red prescription
These niggas ain't gettin' no chicken
They scared of jail
They scared of riskin'
These niggas ain't sendin' no
Hit's, they sendin' attempteds
That's the difference

Yeah
Niggas got me bent
Thinkin' that I'm goin' like I ever went
(Thinkin' that I'm goin' or somethin')
On the phone with Chase, locked
My account, I'm like
"The hell I spent?"
(Fuck 'em)
One thing I ain't know is how
It'd go when the feds hit
(I ain't know that)
Same feelings your man get
Chop hit his top and his dreads twist
(Yeah, you know that, rrr, rrr)
Playin' cool, they play you like a fool
I learned my lesson
(I learned my lesson)
No to tellin'
No to bein' in these
Streets without your weapon
PJ chillin'
Ridin' through my section
I better not feel threatened
(Better not feel threatened)
He was pussy, wet him (Wet him)
I'm protected (Rrr, rrr)
That's my conscience checkin' (Rrr, rrr)
Nigga, what you tryna do is all
That it come down to
When they huddled up against us
Draco knocked they crowd loose
All these trials never break me down
My morale boost
These the last two yerks
I chewed 'em first before I found dude
Ridin' through, yeeky on my lap
Cars back to back
Nigga run up, he heard
"Blatt" he gon' die he don't shoot back
And it's so many niggas whacked
He must not wanna get me back
My opps so pussy
Nigga might not do nothin' to me if I left

Days been cold just like my
Wrist, I'll be used to
I
Every picture I paint must be vivid
(Paint these words just like my wrist)
Blood, sweat, and tears on the canvas
(What you know 'bout gangsters' art? Go)

Never got nowhere bein' the nice guy (Nah)
Yeah, I got it, but just know the price high
(Up)
Prada martyr, I came out the house fly
Spark come out of the switch, 4th of July
(Frr)
Diamonds sluggin', I'm back to my old ways
(Ayy)
Tinted Phantom, gettin' chauffeured by José
(Skrrt)
Book me out the states, they gotta translate
How could niggas think we on the same page?
(Huh?)
Everybody gon' shine together, we
Grind together, get caught
Do the time together
(Gang)
Bitch, I'm a rebel, this a
Fraternity, throwin' up signs
I be with the steppers
Millionaire at an early age
This the lifestyle of the young and paid
I done took my talent to the global stage
Look at him pourin' drank at the VMAs
Stickin' to the same rules (What's that?)
No new friends, same old dudes
Got no receipt, but paid all dues
Should've went diamond, I dropped jewels
Underneath my pillow where the AR be
Paint an ugly picture, gangster A-R T
In an SRT with an H-O-E
In an AUG (Three letters) , CMG

Days been cold just like my wrist
(Hello, this is a pre paid collect call from)
I'll be used to, I (An inmate at)
Paint these words just like my whips
(This call is subject to
Recording and monitoring)
What you know 'bout gangsters' art?
(To accept charges, press one)

Judge just gave my young nigga a nat
Hope I ain't next
Prosecutor been readin' my messages
She got me stressed and shit
Run off, I better not catch the bitch
Fell out with my bestest mans
I done dodged a few broad days
Shoutout that F&N
Dugg did what? Bitch, guess again
Prices drop, I'm taxin' still
Why you rat? I'm askin' Will
Why you rat? I'm askin' G
Young and turnt, me, G, and Drizz
Stack my money and have some kids
Gotti, this just what it is
CMG a hundred years

Days been cold just like my wrist
I'll be used to, I
(It was another dangerous night in Memphis)
Paint these words just like my whips
(With police responding to multiple
Shootings across the city)
What you know 'bout gangsters' art?
(The activist tried to make the city safe)

Feds wanna know my whereabouts, you get
A headshot, go against this
Your leg shot
Young nigga pulled up in a Demon
With that chopper, he a demon
You get a red dot
Real gangster out in Memphis, book
Me for a show
I'm doin' every slot
Mama told me she can picture me on the front
Row of the Grammys with my legs propped
(Yeah)
2015, I was burnin' lights in the Hellcat
(Hellcat)
Bought my dog a Scat Pack, he crossed me out
So I fell back
(Facts)
When the bomb land, he say it didn't land
But you know I smell that
(What's that?)
He sold his soul to the devil
When he tried to sell that
(I want your soul)

Days been cold just like my wrist
I'll be used to, I
Paint these words just like my whips
What you know 'bout gangsters' art?

Label full of felons
All our entourage jailin'
(Real shit)
I'll give a pack to my
Niggas if they ain't sellin'
And I'll risk it all with my
Niggas 'cause they ain't tellin'
(They ain't tellin')
First you get the money, then I mail it
First you roll the truffle, then inhale it
My bitch look like Keisha off of Belly
(Belly)
Vacuum seal the pack, you can't smell it
(Woo)
That's a ton in the truck
You can't mail it
I been eatin' spaghetti with the lobster
(Lobster)
Nigga, I'm a motherfuckin' mobster
CEO that's runnin' with the robbers
We get paid on time
They don't want no problems
Platinum plaques and choppers (Choppers)
They made the news and the charts (Charts)
Who turned this gangster shit into an art?
(Us)
CMG