Amazing ft. Marc Gotti Lyrics

Watch out, don't slip gotta know the sauce gonna cost ya

Gotta know I won't trip on no loss, I boss up

Mind on my grind waste my time, I toss ya

To the side like dish, gotta eat so I floss up

Eight up in the corner pocket

Ten seconds on the clock

When I drop it, gotta pop it

Been steppin' to the top

They feel the flow, but I'm blazing

You know the flow is amazing

Aye, watch your hoe, cause she craving

Gotta know that bro do no saving

Me and Gotti in this bitch, where'd you find us

Gotta know we made a hit plus no minus

E a relief, back in style, the real one

I can't retreat, pop outside, the deal done

Gotta take your time with this shit

Half these niggas slime with this shit

I can tell you how it feels when you in the field, shit is getting real

When you try your best to reach the top

They gone try they best to see ya flop

Nevermind, you gotta give and go

Must ain't had nothin' real before

Smoking loud like a locust here

Aye, I'm great, I gotta focus, dear

Life of a pioneer, I had to switch the gear

I spit the fire, dear, it's only been a year

Lookin' good is lookin' up

Got the sauce, I'm cookin' up

I'm a boss, so book it up

Know I got it hook it up

Let me grip her bob, no builder

Spittin' dont recall a filter

Don't you forget I'm a bar spitter, hard hitter

Don't you forget that I'm God given

Yeah, it's Marc Gotti, but when my name spoke don't you ever forget to put boss on it

Flooded the room with the juice, but I came a little different I threw a little sauce in it

Jumped in the water, ain't know how to swim but I found out real quick, it had sharks in it

I mixed the yellow with Minute Maid lemonade you can call me a lil' bartender

Hop on the beat and I'm spicin' it up So you know they done threw a lil' Marc in it

This not my best got my foot on they neck and I'm not lettin' up till they shop with me

Spittin' the truth in this music that's all that I do and they know that I'm authentic

You'll take a loss, tryna be a boss so you ain't know, boy, fuck you thought

Want this sauce? Well, it's gon' cost this shit I ain't free, so what you want

I don't know why you chase hoes I'm chasin' green, the fuck you mean

Know my name is Lil' Marc Gotti You know I got it, what you need

No listerine, cause I spit too clean Won't be the bitch but I smoke Irene

Good fucking Velveeta my pockets got cheese

And she wanna fuck, but she can't pay the fee

Grind for the day and be straight for the week

Eat or get ate and this ain't for the weak

Fresh to the casket and drip to deceased

They thought it was nothin', I do it with ease

Pull up, pop off, get paid, roll out

Breathe in, breathe out, good gas, so loud

Freak bitch, eat dick, too good, slow down

Resent, repent, these demons, I know well

Heaven or hell, no, I can't tell

Hope that they wishin' me well

Thought I would fail, that ship done sailed

I knew that I would prevail

Pockets ok, on point like a nail

They feel what I'm sayin' like braille

These boys fairy tales, it is what it is

I do this shit right here for real

Watch out, don't slip, gotta know the sauce gonna cost ya

Gotta know I won't trip on no lost, I boss up

Mind is on my grind, waste my time, I toss ya

To the side like dish, gotta eat, so I floss up

Eight up in the corner pocket, ten seconds on the clock

When I drop it, gotta pop it, been steppin' to the top

They feel the flow, but I'm blazing

You know the flow is amazing