This is a song about "Yo gotta"

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

Yo there's truly not a best, it's all great, i gotta say

Gotta that red dot on yo head call it buck shot

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Me and red raider, yo, go in, yo....

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta flows that cant be beat,

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Yo let me hit that jay yo!

//here we go, make history, yo

Although thought that we would grow