Giving Back Songtext
von Yo Gotti

(I just want to make you my own) yeah
(I just want to make you my own) I forever love my city

House on the riverside, riding down Poplar
Niggas ain′t seeing us (at all) 'less they got binoculars
I just left Prive, went to Love, I′m still popping out (what's happenin'?)
"Gotti left the city," I′m like, "What the fuck you talking ′bout?"
Gotti in the city, lowkey, still popping out
Bulletproof and AR, and nigga, I'll walk you down
Gotti drinking Ace of Spade, never drink Wocky down
All my niggas talk me up and they′ll never talk me down
Love for the Northside, yeah, I'm sitting courtside

Demon with the sport ties, I don′t need no allies
CMG the mafia and we do not franchise
We are not into saving you hoes, go get baptized
We don't do the back and forth, you niggas already know it
I probably done robbed your brother, I probably done shot your boys
I flew out your baby mama
I was in her DM, I don′t got her number
Coldhearted nigga, but I sponsor the hot girl summer


(I just want to make you my own)
See, that's what I told her, even though I was lying to her
(I just want to make you my own) you know a ho, boo, you don't mean a thing

I know I′m a rich nigga, bitches wanna charge me
I′ma play the game with her, this shit make my heart beat
They like, "You a gentleman, didn't know you was so sweet"
I just might send the bitch flowers for like six weeks
You know how we play (how?), put her on a PJ
She never flew private
She doing shit with me in public she wouldn′t even do private
I got her wide open, she don't need even know how to hide it
Let′s go have a foursome, she said she ain't never tried it

I′ma post her booty, she be doing lashes
Head like she got no teeth, she should teach classes
Like me 'cause I'm so street, nah, I ain′t cashing out
She know I ain′t no sucker and I'ma fuck her ′til she passing out
She got a real one she be bragging 'bout
You bought her a bag, she don′t respect you, I call that crashing out
Took a hood bitch out the city, called it giving back (giving back)
A Memphis bitch in Calabasas, she don't know how to act (she don′t know to act)


(I just want to make you my own)
See, that's what I told her, even though I was lying to her
(I just want to make you my own) you know a ho, boo, you don't mean a thing