Chord Yo Gotti - Oh Yeah (ft. French Montana) (Lyrics)
Intro – Yo Gotti & Choppa
“Choppa style, chop chop, choppa style”
“Choppa style, chop chop”
She want “chop chop”
She want “chop chop”
She want “chop chop”
“She love chop chop”
Hook/Chorus – Yo Gotti
If you getting your own money, holla “oh yeah”
You got them bottles in your section, holla “oh yeah”
If your day ones with you, holla “oh yeah”
You ain’t tripping ’cause they hating on ya “oh yeah”
Post-Hook/Chorus
Let’s get it
Ohh “Oh Yeah”
Ohh “Oh Yeah”
Ohh “Oh Yeah”
Oh oh oh-oh oh
Verse 1 – Yo Gotti
They like God d--n Gotti
Boy I Googled your net worth
All them chains on, I can tell that your neck hurt
You look good in them heels but I can tell that your feet hurt
So drop down on your knees baby gimme that neck work
Double-Cs oh you’re bad, ha
Oh you know you fine, ha
You blew a bag on your a-s, ha
Quarter mill off that stove, huh
You off that dro, ha
Oh your momma ain’t raise no hoe, ha
Hook – Yo Gotti
She want a real n---a and you not one
I want a bad b---h and I got one (?)
Pay for it you gotta buy some
She 21 and I’m a savage I’mma try something
Hook/Chorus – Yo Gotti & French Montana
If you getting your own money, holla “oh yeah”
You got them bottles in your section, holla “oh yeah”
If your day ones with you, holla “oh yeah”
You ain’t tripping ’cause they hating on you “choppas style”
Hook – Yo Gotti
She want a real n---a and you not one
I want a bad b---h and I got one
You gon’ pay for it you gon’ buy some
She 21 and I’m a savage I’mma try something
Verse 2 – French Montana
Montana
Choppa style, chop chop, choppa style
Choppa style, chop chop, choppa style
Choppa style, chop chop, choppa style
‘Rarri sitting low, smoking on the loud “skrt skrt”
(?) dropped the bags off find an Uber
Catch me with the models up in (?) smoking hookah “haan”
I took her from a hooptie to a Benz, ha “haan”
From the projects to the crib with a fence, ha “haan”
She double-bag f--k me with her friends, ha “haan”
Then we jump right back to that bread, ha “haan”
Choppa style, riding with a shotty
Two-fifty on my wrist
Trying to soak all my body, ha
Hook/Chorus – Yo Gotti
If you getting your own money, holla “Montana”
You got them bottles in your section, holla “oh yeah”
If your day ones with you, holla “oh yeah”
You ain’t tripping ’cause they hating on ya “oh yeah”
Hook – Yo Gotti
She want a real n---a and you not one
I want a bad b---h and I got one
You gon’ pay for it you gon’ buy some
She 21 and I’m a savage I’mma try something
Verse 3 – Yo Gotti
The beat is classic, but so am I
I (?) out the plastic to get ’em high
She rolled a diesel now we’re drunk, there’s a DUI
B---h, (?) kids, between you and I “you and I”
Pop pop that p---y for a rich n---a
Girl you too real for a b---h n---a
I seen you with your friend, I wanna get with you
Y’all look good together, bring your b---h with you
You get money “ha”
You a honey “ha”
Heard your homie got that loud s--t
They call it (?), ooh
You make it rain “ha”
There’s a thunderstorm
Your real n----s with you, they your day ones “hey”
Hook/Chorus – Yo Gotti
If you getting your own money, holla “Montana”
You got them bottles in your section, holla “oh yeah”
If your day ones with you, holla “oh yeah”
You ain’t tripping ’cause they hating on ya “oh yeah”
Hook – Yo Gotti
She want a real n---a and you not one
I want a bad b---h and I got one
You gon’ pay for it you gon’ buy some
She 21 and I’m a savage I’mma try something