Gmn Gotti - Deadly Sins (feat Road Runner Richie & Big Trap Pooley)

Wake up at 5 in the morning
Yeah yeah
Wake up at 5 in the morning
They know I'm on it
Hop out my hand on my pistol
Nigga get shot playing man in the middle
Yeah yeah
Wake up 5 in da morning they know I'm on it
Hop up with my hand on my pistol (On god)
Nigga get shot playin man in da middle
Demons tellin me gone n drill em (Kill em)
Catch em after dark it's gone be simple (Bop bop bop)
Deadly sins I'm really a killer
Gucci or Louie imma high class steppa (Gucci Louie)
Bullets leave em with spots like a leopard
Wake up 5 in da morning they know I'm on it
Hop up with my hand on my pistol (On god)
Nigga get shot playin man in da middle
Demons tellin me gone n drill em (Kill em)
Catch em after dark it's gone be simple (Bop bop bop)
Deadly sins I'm really a killer
Gucci or Louie imma high class steppa (Gucci Louie)
Bullets leave em with spots like a leopard
Nigga ain't ducking no smoke no action (At all)
Just know that post come with reaction
Round of applause we get to clapping
Make em disappear just like magic
Call folk nem them niggas some savages
Where ever you at they gone let you have it
Ion fuck with buddy now cause he a rat (rat)
All my niggas screaming out slatt (Slatt)
They do it off the love
Walk up close like you giving a hug
Do it sober as dont need a drug
Free chase and Dylan they got it out the mud (Free the bros)
Robbed em broad day he knew what it was
Draw down on em made em give it up (Give it up)
You making post you ain't gone push up
Niggas be actors all for that book (Facebook)
Rip out the pages his life got took
Wake up 5 in da morning they know I'm on it
Hop up with my hand on my pistol (On god)
Nigga get shot playin man in da middle
Demons tellin me gone n drill em (Kill em)
Catch em after dark it's gone be simple (Bop bop bop)
Deadly sins I'm really a killer
Gucci or Louie imma high class steppa (Gucci Louie)
Bullets leave em with spots like a leopard
Wake up 5 in the morning they know I'm on it
Hop up with my hand on my pistol (On god)
Nigga get shot playin man in da middle
Demons tellin me gone n drill em (Kill em)
Catch em after dark it's gone be simple (Bop bop bop)
Deadly sins I'm really a killer
Gucci or Louie imma high class steppa (Gucci Louie)
Bullets leave em with spots like a leopard
Stick in my palm send his ass to the angels (Angels)
7.62 Gone jump out this camber (Jump out this camber)
High class steppa never lacking (Never lacking)
Tote the glizzy wherever (Glizzy wherever)
Spin his block like a fucking propeller (Fucking propeller)
These niggas bitch not on my level (Not on my level)
We catch em we gone stretch em
Catch em go click clatt
I'm trynna knock a nigga whole shit back (Blaow bloaw bloaw)
Shoot first nigga ain't worried about get back
Niggas get in the way so we make em a target (Make em a target)
Fuck the opps know my gang go the hardest (Go the hardest)
They light up the smoke but we take it the farthest (The farthest)
Been in these streets Bitch I'm far from an artist (Far from an artist)
Gang shit big Bos yeah i got the recipe (Recipe)
Cant let a fuck nigga step on me (Can't let a nigga step on me)
Niggas selling dog hell nawl ain't talking pedigree
Im up at 5 the morning just to sell a P (Yeah)
Wake up 5 in da morning they know I'm on it
Hop up with my hand on my pistol (On god)
Nigga get shot playin man in da middle
Demons tellin me gone n drill em (Kill em)
Catch em after dark it's gone be simple (Bop bop bop)
Deadly sins I'm really a killer
Gucci or Louie imma high class steppa (Gucci Louie)
Bullets leave em with spots like a leopard
Wake up 5 in da morning they know I'm on it
Hop up with my hand on my pistol (On god)
Nigga get shot playin man in da middle
Demons tellin me gone n drill em (kill em)
Catch em after dark it's gone be simple (bop bop bop)
Deadly sins I'm really a killer
Gucci or Louie imma high class steppa (Gucci Louie)
Bullets leave em with spots like a leopard
These niggas bitches i don't fuck with em (Woah)
Racks on me skinnies can't fit em (Let's go)
One phone call and we going to get em (Let's go)
Trap out the spot riding in a rental (Woah)
And we send shots straight to yo mental (Skrt)
Rock out with gang Vlone end em (Skrt)
Kenny keep clutching he probably killed em (Skrt)
You know the vibes imma die with my niggas
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Took ha out to eat we don't talk no mo
Fucked ha one time can't walk no mo (Woah)
I'm in the trap with a big bankroll (Let's go)
Niggas gone hate to they can't no mo (Yeah)
Take one of mine and I'm upping the sco (Let's go)
Yeah he a hoe
5 In the morning I'm ready to go

Written by:
Demetrice Parker

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