Driveway Furniture lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama & Yo Gotti]
(Dee, you poppin' your sh*t, n*gga)
Uh-huh
Okay, right
Ayy
You see, back in '06
We told y'all so
Can I speak to 'em for a sec?
Gotti
I'm back
I think we should remind 'em
Look

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti & DJ Drama]
GI certified, two carats in my tennis chain
3.5 the new Chiron inside my business name
n*gga, I survived the vultures, had to do this for my culture, had to go back and put cocaine white on everything (Gangsta Grillz)
So it's fair to say a decade and a half later
We showed you n*ggas how to actually run the game
Can I speak to 'em for a sec?
I'm back (DJ Drama)
Look
GI certified, two carats in my tennis chain
3.5 the new Chiron inside my business name
n*gga, I survived thе vultures, had to do this for my culture, had to go back and put cocaine whitе on everything (Cocaine Murzik)
Uh, Gotti in a 'Gatti, I like how it sounded
Nine figures up, but I been stayin' grounded (Stayin' grounded)
Scoop a n*gga b*tch, then leave her how I found her
I'm Mr. Give-Him-the-Load 'cause they know I'll down it (Down it)
Skyscraper office, I should put a kitchen in it
And a rose-gold scale for when I'm reminiscin' (Huh?)
Rose-gold Rollie, that's the dope boy watch
Bando jumpin', that's the dope boy spot (Dope boys)
Droppin' nothin' but mixtapes from now on, f*ck these charts (Gangsta)
We need Gotti back outside to get the streets back hot
It's like Universal, Mexico, and Interscope my trap house
Every Friday come around, I'm tryna send a pack out
b*tch say she need therapy, I'm like, "Let me knock your back out"
She seekin' attention, you know that's when b*tches act out
And I ain't confrontational with b*tches, that's when I back out
I'm here for peace, not pus*y, b*tch, I'm dippin', you get too loud, for real (Dramatic)
[Interlude: Yo Gotti & DJ Drama]
Ayy, you know how sh*t go, man, like
b*tches wanna go back and forth, forth and back (You know what I mean?)
b*tch, I ain't got time for that sh*t (Uh-uh)
You know, time is money, man, I got big sh*t to handle, b*tch
You feel me? (We back at it)

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I need no distractions
b*tch just sent me five attachments like Glorilla said
You know Karrine Steffans, b*tch, I want some super head
I recorded this in a week
Told John Janick to clear the schedule out, we releasin' this for the streets
I been dream chasin' all my life, sometime I think I'm Meek
Tryna break in my house like sh*t sweet, f*ck around and got sweeped
I invite snakes to the grass, gotta kill what you eat
Why you strapped with security? If I go out, I'm goin' out me
This the life of survival
Where I don't trust allies, I look at them like my rivals
I don't talk on the phone around my b*tch or my driver
I don't talk on the phone about no sh*t that's incriminating
n*gga like, "Bring me that," I'm like, "What you insinuating?"
Rat-ass n*ggas'll try to put you in any case
Watchin' n*ggas tell it, then say they didn't cooperate
sh*t crazy, we really seein' n*ggas tell it, then say they didn't cooperate
[Interlude: DJ Drama]
Amigo
You bring me one million cash and I will double it and drop it off at your doorstep
Gotti, show 'em

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
Negotiations with the plug, ask what type of math for that
Numbers through the roof, and n*gga, I'm payin' half of that
I'm mister 90/10, n*gga, I want more than half of that
I can drop a tape and you go platinum and won't make half of that (Gangsta)
I'm a hustler, game giver
Hundred up and still I'm the same n*gga
Me and my baby mama don't even rock, but I bought her a Range, n*gga
And you n*ggas depressed, takin' painkillers
And you'll lose your life 'bout a chain, n*gga
Go and slide on the opps, get caught, and turn around and tell on the same n*ggas
Forty million in real estate and twenty in stocks
A million dollars in security, but five hundred for a Glock
I told my brother and them, "Watch, I'ma get us out of this b*tch
If you believe in the plan, we gon' swap music with bricks"

[Outro: Yo Gotti & DJ Drama]
Phantom, Lamb', Bent', 'Rari
And I don't drive none of 'em
Look good in front of the crib though
It's driveway furniture (Dee, you poppin' your sh*t, n*gga)
Phantom, Lamb', Bent', 'Rari
And I don't drive none of 'em
Look good in front of the crib though (Showed y'all n*ggas)
It's driveway furniture