Featuring: Young Thug

Songwriter: Yak Gotti Young Thug

[Intro: Yak Gotti]
Gotti
Huh?
Slatt (Slatt)

[Chorus: Yak Gotti]
Slatt talk (Slatt)
Slatt talk (Slatt)
Slatt talk (Slatt)
Slatt talk (You dig?)
Slatt talk (I dig, you dig?)
Slatt talk (You dig? I dig, you dig?)
Slatt talk, get left on the asphalt (Okay)
Don't care 'bout your past, dawg (Hell nah)
I got a Draco in the bag, dawg (Drac')
Really live what I be rappin' 'bout (I do)
Lifestyle done changed, livin' lavish, dawg
The fame can't ever live lavish, nah
Play with slime, they get embarrassed, dawg
My brother down bad, answer every call
I heard what they said, I'm prepared for y'all (I know I'm prepared for y'all)

[Verse 1: Yak Gotti]
Slatt, slatt, get one your lil' nigga smacked (Fool)
Got the money, don't know how to act (Hell nah)
These lil' niggas, they hair like a cat (For real)
I admit I am cool with the press (I swear)
Watch how you move or you can get blitzed (I swear)
When I shot it, fell in love with the stick
Shoot with one hand, I ain't worried 'bout the kick
Face on a shirt, you bet' not make me go crazy like Durk
Funeral, the body, the casket, a hearse (Hearse)
Which one of my slimes gon' laugh at you first? (First)
Shoot while I'm drivin' 'til my fingers hurt
Shoulder keep jerkin' like Lil Uzi Vert (Lil Uzi)
Get popped faster than you can pop a Perc
Talk to the pastor, I walk into church
Say that you 'bout it, ain't put in the work

[Chorus: Yak Gotti]
Slatt talk (Slatt)
Slatt talk (Gotti)
Slatt talk (Slatt)
Slatt talk (Ooh)
Slatt talk (You dig?)
Slatt talk (Okay)
Slatt talk (Yee, yee)
Get left on the asphalt (Yee, yee)
Don't care 'bout your past, dawg
I got a Draco in the bag, dawg
Really live what I be rappin' 'bout
Lifestyle done changed, livin' lavish, dawg
The fame can't ever live lavish, nah
Play with slime, they get embarrassed, dawg
My brother down bad, answer every call
I heard what they said, I'm prepared for y'all (Prepared for y'all)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Yeah, put a hundred racks (Uh)
Yeah, right on your back (Slatt)
Yeah, shoot at your neck (Brrt)
Yeah, shoot up your 'Vette (Brrt, brrt)
Yeah, booger the Patek
Yeah, they flawless (Woah)
I'm ballin', yeah, all that (Let's go)
I eat it up (Uh), I'm doggin' (Yeah)
[?] the Draco with the stick (Yeah)
Twenty-two wheels 'cause a young nigga rich (Skrrt, skrrt)
How many times have I done up the wrist? (How many times?)
I'ma do everything elephant big
She gon' do everything with elegance (Uh-huh)
At the trap house, I'm drinkin' on trish
Hop in the coupe and I pop at your wig
I'm with the [?] (Slatt talk)
Got a whole 'nother bitch, let you know that I'm rich
Speaking of rich, your diamonds is cheese
My mama, my sister, my kids on freeze
Control ol' lady, she stay on her knees
I'm 'bout to cum and I told her say, "Cheese"
Put down the mic and I serve me some keys
I learned how to shoot 'fore I learned how to read
Biscotti cough, slatt talk

[Chorus: Yak Gotti]
Slatt talk (Slatt)
Slatt talk (Slatt)
Slatt talk (Slatt)
Slatt talk (You dig?)
Slatt talk (I dig, you dig?)
Slatt talk (You dig? I dig, you dig?)
Slatt talk, get left on the asphalt (Okay)
Don't care 'bout your past, dawg (Hell nah)
I got a Draco in the bag, dawg (Drac')
Really live what I be rappin' 'bout (I do)
Lifestyle done changed, livin' lavish, dawg
The fame can't ever live lavish, nah
Play with slime, they get embarrassed, dawg
My brother down bad, answer every call
I heard what they said, I'm prepared for y'all (I know I'm prepared for y'all)

Yak Gotti

Not to be confused with Yo Gotti.

Yak Gotti is an American underground rapper, singer, and songwriter signed to Young Thug’s record label, YSL Records. He has featured on several songs by Thug and other YSL signees, including artists like Gunna.