Out On Bail

Album cover art for "Out On Bail" by Geechi Gotti

Geechi Gotti - Rap

Out On Bail

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[Verse 1] Bitch I look like a lick Chain cost a brick, had a Benz then I sold it I got tired of that shit Crackers tried to give me 12, said that's the deal I got cash I'm bailin' out anything under a mil' Fuck how a nigga feel Blow bands like a whistle Draco in the cut that shit sound like a missile Bitch you broke and that's sad, prolly need some tissue And I don't fuck wit' them niggas who scared to hold a pistol Poppin' ass on the 'Gram, but you don't got dope Politicin' 'bout the isms but you ain't got a hoe Man this shit gettin' weird Nigga tattooin' tears But ain't shot a dawg in his wack ass career I took off like a Lear '17 year I been shot a couple times, thank God I'm still here Pourin' lean say "cheers" Bitch say "Cheers" Two 16's and an 8 that 40 ounce ain't a beer Can't keep up with this Crippin' a whole 'nother year A whole 'nother year When you get chased with that chopper that's a whole 'nother fear Ohh she bad but she broke, a rich nigga nightmare I hit her in the room and leave her ass right there These hoes still fuckin' for some Henny Suckin' dick for some Remy Givin' dome for Patron, gotta leave them rats alone Niggas screamin' "Free the real" but won't get money on they phone Free my nigga Bezill, swear to God he comin' home Man these fools be on bitch shit, ride a nigga dick shit Scared to shoot, he bought the gun to take a pic' wit' What the fuck is this shit? He shot and don't go back The 40 known to twist a busta top like Kodac Rep the NY but not a Giants or a Jets fan This dick will make a bitch stop fuckin' wit' her best friend Go go little bitch, ass wit' them lil' tits She live with her nigga so I had to fuck her in the whip Whip game proper I can still coke hard Slap a pussy nigga in his face and pull his hoe card So far, nothin' ain't changed it's the same shit Niggas ain't loyal gotta watch who you hang wit' No pen, no pad, but it's all gas though This the type of music all the real niggas ask fo' No pen, no pad, but it's all gas though This the type of music all the real niggas ask fo' It's Gotti nigga

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  • Geechi Gotti