Black Bill Gates Freestyle - Yo Gotti

40 dollar jeans, thousand dollar shades

Walk up in the club like a KKK parade

DJ scream my name, bitches turn they head

Light sign on my section, i holla can i get some head

I dont need no jewelry, and i dont need no goons

Wherever i might stand, im the realist nigga in the room

Never cop a plea, and dont throw in the towel

Gangsta, and you know it, fuck it take them hoes to trial

(Nigga we dont cop no pleas pussy, nigga our money right, lawyers paid.

p12 nigga, CM5 bitch)

I got money on my mind, bitches in my bed

Problems in my household, niggas in the feds

Yeah them my dogs, so i collect they calls

Record label bullshittin, put my shit on pause

Cause i won’t make no single commercial shit i rap for yall

So fuck the industry, and my enemies kill them all

Bullet in the chamber, bitch yo life in danger

Mama never told you dont be conversating with strangers

I owe God a favor, He send me a angel

Niggas tried to kill me, He made sure i had a banger

Now i got to thank ya, proud to be a gangsta

Past the Beale Street, nigga fuck being famous

Nigga i want the muthafucking money nigga

No attention pussy, gangsta shit nigga, CM5

It goes light, camera, action, Franklins, Grants, Jacksons

Money in my mattress, im tryna fuck a actress

My life like a movie, but i dont do no acting

I just keep it gangsta with my North Memphis accent

What it do pimp, whats up man, whats happenin bruh, nothin mane

How ya people be, gud mane, you knw errthng errthng

I just bought a white meat, it look like a polar bear

Baby mama touch ha toes, smack ha a$$, pull ha hair

4g out on wheels, i just call ha stop and stare

Daddies on da benz, and it remind me of a rocking chair

I got bitches errwhere, california, delaware

Haters in my peripheral and i can smell it in da air

Cool but ain’t no cylinder, truth but yea im feelin her

99 point 9 percent, she fuckin dem, she get in der