[Verse 1: Gotti] Yo the blunts I be rollin is too fat for you to hold'em As is the paper that I'm foldin, just got my wallet swollen And the tracks I be lacin, you don't know who you facin This is God with a hockey mask and a machete like Jason With which I cut off your faces, ya ears in particular They threw me out of school cuz I didn't follow...Learn More