Dolla Fo’ Dolla (Open Verse Challenge)

[Intro: Yo Gotti x G. Twilight]
Gangster Twilight, baby
Yeah nigga its whatever
Yeah, bitch its whatever
Yeah, I am

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti x G. Twilight]
I’ll never let my niggas down
And I’ll never put them choppers down
Hit your bitch when I come to town
She ain't never let a nigga down

In Detroit got to rock the Carties
With a bad bitch, a chocolate Barbie
Whip the 'caine, Chef Boyardee
My whole life is fucking party

Blogs put a nigga business out
Knock them down, now switch them out
I got opps I don't know about
Stand on business we don't talk about it

Whip the caine then I get it off
Streets ain't for you, nigga you soft
Fuck the oops knock they hats off
Whеn I squeeze the trigger makе the gats cough

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
We do real numbers, real chefs, Benihana
I'll take a nigga under
Watch "300" these the new Yeezy's, 'fore they drop.. call them "Dondas"
Jay say I’m thunder
Pray to god for the runners
Whole pandemic, all I seen was snow
It’s like I missed summer
Put it on my mama
Yo Gotti, he a hall of famer drug dealer
Yo Gotti, he be running 'round with real killers
Hush gang, ain't fronting no fuck niggas
Big stepper, we'll stop one of these little niggas
Niggas say they sliding but nobody dying though
Your net worth in the Forbes, but what was they lying for?
Go dollar for dollar, Shotta for Shotta.. we can go thottie for thottie
I'm scholarship Gotti
You gave a bitch a Birkin, I just gave her some knowledge

[Verse 3: G. Twilight]
I be with strippers I be with stars
Bad bitches help me move these Xanax bars
From a half track a nigga got so far
Real estate, crypto, jewelry and cars
Them ain't Rolex diamonds, what you done to that?
Brown paper bag, that' where the funds is at
Blue-faces "huns"? I got buns of that
Cocaine and "dog"? I'm running that
Asleep in a Benz, like "Maserati Rick"
Post up on the block, until my paper thick
Upping my order, to a half brick
This dope is all butter, got them dope sick
Rocks, blows, opioids and weed
Fast life, yeah a nigga need speed
Cash counters going, feed my greed
But my slave ancestors couldn't read
But I’m going dollar for dollar
I is a baller.. yeah

[Bridge: Yo Gotti]
I'm knocking all of my opps out the field
Young niggas is sick, young niggas is ill

[Verse 4: Yo Gotti]
All of my niggas united
Just bought into D.C. United
I gave him the pack, he tainted
25 pints and he dranked it
Just showed her my account and she fainted
Showed him the plug and he thanked me
Aye Gotti you low, you janked me
Little bitch just post me, brainless
Rolls Royce, stainless
Made my neighborhood famous
Ridgecrest for tourist
Aye, why your jewelry blurry?
All my jewelry flawless
All my niggas stall-less
None of my niggas sanctified, but they be throwing crosses
All my Forgis offset
All my diamonds factory-set
That's my little savage, I stamp that
My bitch like the sunset

[Outro: Yo Gotti]
I see the same niggas, doing the same shit everyday
Different nigga, yeah I had to go and make a way
Any day, it's another million dollar play
It’s like $70 mill, now another hundred on the way