Gotti Karate - Addicts

{Intro}
Pop a X, I can feel it in my heart
He was back in school selling fake narc'
Caught him lacking and we ripped him into parts
Imma run this shit down ’cause I'm cray huh

{Chorus}
Fuck with me you'll end up in a casket
My hoes rock Balenciaga even though they ratchet
I don’t fuck with fake hoes, I don't fuck with plastic
I don't even know what you saying, what you asking?
Set your baby daddy up, and turn him into ashes
Rip his body into pieces, leave him in the acid
If you don't let me in, it's your party that I'm crashing
Start a fight with me and then my chop gon' get to blastin
I heard his momma miss him, it's so tragic
All my hoes on drugs they some addicts

{Verse}
Heard him making noise up in the attic
Had to go up in there yeah hе shouldn’t have been lacking
Huh, cross guard in my hand I know I’m fly
Talking bout send him to the sky
Rick Owеns all on me I can't lie
Balenciaga too, I know I’m fresh I'm fly
Shouldn't have told that little lie
Hit him like 2 or 3 times
Seen him laying there he start to cry
Had to make sure that he died

{Chorus}
Fuck with me you'll end up in a casket
My hoes rock Balenciaga even though they ratchet
I don’t fuck with fake hoes, I don't fuck with plastic
I don't even know what you saying, what you asking?
Set your baby daddy up, and turn him into ashes
Rip his body into pieces, leave him in the acid
If you don't let me in, it's your party that I'm crashing
Start a fight with me and then my chop gon' get to blastin
I heard his momma miss him, it's so tragic
All my hoes on drugs they some addicts
(All my hoes on drugs they some addicts)