Poppin Freestyle (Explicit)-Yo Gotti

Got a bunch of guns, but ain't shot 'em Why you got a bunch of guns, but ain't shot 'em? If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' When I be in the A, I be poppin' King of Compound, ask [?] I be dead fresh, I'm stylish If water around the house, that b**ch an island Late night, got a b**ch on Fallon Brand new 'Rari with the [?] stripes I be in the kitchen, I'm the chef D**e ain't coming back, I got to get it right Don't make me f**k your b**ch, that p**sy poppin' We be ballin' like we hit the lotto We some real niggas, that's the motto We be in the club, where the sparklers at? I just sold a brick now I got [?] bread Fell in love with a ratchet, but get model head Boy I got the 40, it got hollow heads And you a yes ni**a, you a bobble head My money out the banks and hit to Mexico El Chapo just escaped, I'm trying to double that Free Big Meech and Free [?], we need blessings I'm a dopeboy, where the legends at? I just moved to Miami with the [?] Shoutout to [?] and [?] I be with the Haitians in Little Haiti Caught a dirty, damn near violated probation Called my mama from the bank, told her we made it B**ch asked me if the p**sy good, told her I hate it And she lyin' to her friends, saying I ate it But I only [?] on the head, we never dated If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' Why you got a bunch of guns, but ain't shot 'em? Niggas watching in the closet, see you plottin' Boy you a f**k ni**a, you ridin' Why you got a bunch of guns, but ain't shot 'em? Got a bunch of guns, but ain't shot 'em Why you got a bunch of guns, but ain't shot 'em? If you ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' This that big money sh*t, that executive sh*t This that young ni**a with the shirt off in the Lambo sh*t This that park that hoe, come back in a 'Rari sh*t This that make these niggas jump off the motherf**kin' bridge You know what I'm talking about? This that [?] sh*t This that have a hundred, this that motherf**kin' buzz down ** That b**ch hate it, this that crib look like a small [?] on them pussies And we cash that out You ain't got no haters, you ain't poppin' You ain't got no enemies, you ain't street We built for [?] CMG! Art of Hustle This that [?] understand