Yo Gotti – “For The Record” [Audio, Lyrics]

Yo Gotti resurfaces with the song, “For The Record” co-produced by SMPLGTWY, Boi-1da, Omar Guetfa, AT & A-Darian.

Yo Gotti For The Record

There are big moves being made in Yo Gotti’s camp, and he does not seem to be slowing down anytime soon. On the heels of the news that he is now a minority owner of a soccer team, Gotti celebrates by releasing a new single. “I was introduced to the game by my son and watched how quickly it has grown in our country, so I’m honored to join the D.C. United ownership group,” he said of his new venture.

The Memphis icon inserted himself into the New Music Friday by joining others like Meek Mill, Lil Wayne, and Rich The Kid who also have releases to kick off the month of October. On Yo Gotti’s “For The Record”—a track produced by SMPLGTWY, Boi-1da, Omar Guetfa, AT and A-Darian—the rapper spits bars that once again read like an anthem for the streets. Stream Gotti’s latest and let us know if you’re feeling “For The Record.”

Yo Gotti – For The Record (prod. SMPLGTWY, Boi-1da, Omar Guetfa, AT & A-Darian)

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Lyrics

[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Hey Gotti
What’s happening?
You ever that story, about when the real niggas came in last place?
Nah, nah, nah, I don’t believe that
Hahaha, shit me neither
Ha

[Verse 1]
Shout out to grippin’ jewels (Grippin’ jewels)
Cocaine records (Cocaine records)
I’ll die for them three letters, make these streets respect us (Go ask ’em)
I did deals that didn’t benefit me
Why would I do such a thing? So my niggas could eat (One hundred)
My nigga on that dog food (Food), stole a 100K (It crush me)
It was a million in their safe, why the fuck you play? (Pussy)
If you gon’ take it, take it all, nigga, nigga
‘Cause when I see you, I want it all, nigga, nigga
Baby momma up and left (Why?)
She left me scarred (It hurt me)
But I can’t blame her, all the shit I done (Why?), I know it’s hard (Yeah)
To love a nigga like me (Me), I’m too deep in these streets (I am)
Dedicated to hustlers whom dedicated to me (I am)
Six hundred for a Richard Mille, now we sellin’ bricks
I’m rockin’ niggas record deals, on my wrist
Twenty mill’ for an advance check (Twenty what?)
I fuck around in [?] (I don’t give a fuck)

[Interlude]
First we want the money but now we got our own amounts
How you live in a mansion but you don’t own the land?
I’m on some other shit, uh

[Verse 2]
I gave these niggas the game, I guess that they listen, so fuck ’em
I told ’em big [?], don’t pay attention, these niggas some suckers, uh
They flex on the ‘Gram, they show they lil’ racks but they live with their momma, uh
Gun emoji sign, we just smoke you, don’t want no drama, uh
Let me clear up the air
No beefs with no rappers at all
My focus has been on my niggas, on gettin’ ’em some money and freein’ my dawgs, uh
When it come to these broads, I’m different
I buy her Chanel not Tiffany
I fuck around, sendin’ like ten thousand flowers to her job ’cause I know that she miss me
And she love my history
I know her potential
The realer you is, the fire that head, good God, I must [?], uh
But back to the issues at hand
Don’t wanna play on your dawg
Don’t sacrifice your lil’ mans
You got to build the team
Gettin’ a hundred racks was a dream
Get a million, they ain’t even seen
I give her [?] to achieve
Now I’m playin’ with [?], ridin’ in a ‘Rari, [?]
That was 400K, yeah, a nigga ballin’, I ain’t just talkin’
Fuck a bitch good, then the hoe stalk, can’t get [?]
Had a good month, tricked on a bitch, but I don’t do it often
Yeah (Yeah)
Big Gotti, I’m cocky
‘Cause I know everybody got their money right
Yeah, the team solid (Yeah)

[Outro]
CMG
All I ever did was show niggas how to get money
How to do it on their own
How to put their migos on
The definition of a hustler
Treat my partners like brothers
Been understood, been [?] with the plug
Never join the gangsta, lil’ thug
Never did nothin’ to kids or women, it’s off limits
In the streets I’m official
If I ain’t with you, I’m against you