Dee Ems ft. Zelly Boa, Raw Ming & Grabba K Lyrics

Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yo, bitch, treat me like Gotti, it go down in the dee em

Street money, I ain't goin' to no tm

Dark shades so you know that I don't see them

I be hustlin' from a.m. to p.m

Yo, bitch, treat me like Gotti, it go down in the dee em

Street money, I ain't goin' to no tm

Dark shades so you know that I don't see them

I be hustlin' from a.m. to p.m

I chase money through the a.m

I get head all through the p.m

Skeeyee who the fuck is that, I think Sexxy Red was in my dee em

Niggas fried, said that gook from the side, you wrong if you believe them

The opps got caught for crashin' out but I can't wait till them crackers free them

Nigga tryna take my bread, put one in his head

That boy got hit with a toaster

I really do it the best, that nigga got stretched

They thought he was doin' some yoga

I really been through a lot, ain't lovin' no thot

I really be thinkin' I'm sosa

Tryna give this bitch my love but I don't feel nothing when I put a four in a soda

I'ma just throw on my hoodie and run a nigga down

Straight slump a nigga over

Push this bitch slower

Have lil brodie get closer, burn him up, now he toasted

I got purple insides from all this soda, Hellcat, break the motor

Niggas ain't notice

Money comin' at night, rollin' over to the mornin

Yo, bitch, treat me like Gotti, it go down in the dee em

Street money, I ain't goin' to no tm

Dark shades so you know that I don't see them

I be hustlin' from a.m. to p.m

Yo, bitch, treat me like Gotti, it go down in the dee em

Street money, I ain't goin' to no tm

Dark shades so you know that I don't see them

I be hustlin' from a.m. to p.m

Got the littest in the city in my dee em

Got a bitter baby daddy cause a nigga fuckin' on his b.m

Tryna trap me with a baby

I look at my jit, I still don't see him

Tell my new nigga pop a perc

We fucking from the a.m. to the p.m

I can never be committed, tell a nigga I want all y'all

Just fuck me good and cut the check, mmm, then we all ball

My first date was not about no food, take me to the mall

Let's keep it in the dee em, I don't even pick up phone calls

If a bitch don't pick up my phone call, don't worry bout it, I won't call

Don't worry bout it I

If a bitch don't pick up my phone call, don't worry bout it, I won't call

Don't worry bout it, I won't call

Don't worry bout it, I won't call

Yo, bitch, treat me like Gotti, it go down in the dee em

Street money, I ain't goin' to no tm

Dark shades so you know that I don't see them

I be hustlin' from a.m. to p.m

Yo, bitch, treat me like Gotti, it go down in the dee em

Street money, I ain't goin' to no tm

Dark shades so you know that I don't see them

I be hustlin' from a.m. to p.m