Yo Gotti, Big Boogie & CMG The Label – Foundation Lyrics

Foundation Lyrics by Yo Gotti, Big Boogie & CMG The Label

[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Yeah (Dee, you poppin’ your shit, nigga)
Yeah, what’s your foundation, nigga? (I know mine)

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
When I was broke, nigga, I ain’t hate on no nigga (For real)
Never lied on my dick, nigga, if I ain’t hit her (Never lied, never tried)
Never wrote no statement, that’s against my morals (Shh, shh)
Nigga, I spent millions on my lawyer (Frrt, woo)
My baby mama ain’t paid a bill in her life (Whole life)
I been buyin’ Birkins, puttin’ ’em up for my future wife (My future wife)
I can go and borrow a hundred K from my son, nigga (My son, nigga)
He save more than he spend, I’m raisin’ a Don nigga (I’m raisin’ a Don nigga)
I’m security, security, you know I keep that gun, nigga (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
You riskin’ yo’ freedom, fuck, you hustlin’ for fun, nigga? (You hustlin’ for fun, nigga?)
What’s yo’ foundation?
My bitch went to sleep, woke up same way
She don’t need no foundation (Uh-uh)
My clique, whole lot of street niggas got rich, yeah
That’s our foundation (Frrt)
You fuck with me, I fuck with you
Ain’t nothin’ off limit, reciprocation
She’ll go fuck off, no hesitation
Bitch ain’t got no foundation (At all)
Uh, streets ain’t got no guidelines (Nah)
Bitch, I ain’t got no downtime (Nah)
If you doin’ a lot of time
Hope you got a strong mind

[Bridge: Yo Gotti]
For real (Hope you got a strong mind)
(Frrt) You gon’ need it
Hope you got a strong support system too, nigga
Ayy, look

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti & Big Boogie]
Money don’t make you real at all, your funeral just gon’ be nice (For real)
I ain’t really got no patience at all, I ain’t askin’ no bitch nothin’ twice (For real)
I do this shit for the profit, and not for the looks, I don’t care ’bout no likes (For real)
And if a opp get out of pocket, I see him at church (Pew, pew, pew, pew), it’s still on sight (For real)
I’m rich now, yeah, I admit it (Admit it), still be touchin’ that white (White)
My plug and them still committed (I am), I might get a load tonight (Tonight)
A billion-somethin’ streams (Frrt), still gotta come with the beam (Switches)
Them CMG niggas treacherous (Treacherous), they really gangsta as they seem (I am)
I been tryna change my life (Tried, ha), but I can’t so fuck it (Big Dude)
Hoppin’ out the back of Phantom like, “What up?” I’m thuggin’ (Glrrrd, glrrrd, I am)

[Verse 3: Big Boogie]
Big Dude makin’ big rules
Pinky ring white, half a ticket (Ice)
Window loafer on a stingray (Skrrt)
Fishscale top, no fishes (Vroom)
Rich nigga, smoke an onion
Head out my body, got me like a mummy (Ah, woota)
I’m the young nigga everybody wanna see (Ah, Big Dude)
Everybody bumpin’
CMG nigga, everybody gettin’ money
Everybody thuggin’
Lamb’ trucks, Trackhawks (Skrrt, skrrt), widebody Scats
Everybody buckin’ (We slidin’)
Stepped on, who? Big dude?
You a liar, you ain’t never touch me (Cap)
Bad bitch, all mine, boy stop lyin’
You ain’t never fuck her (Cap)
Sneaky link, she a opp (Aw, aw)
Just play my role ’cause I can’t cuff her (Fuck her)
Gotta keep my gun every time that I fuck her ’cause I’m at her brother (Glrrrd)
Stingray, Frog Eyes, Trackhawk (Skrrt), grown man, small time (Vroom, ha)
Hit four, three died (Bah), knocked on the door, everybody cryin’ (Bah, bah, bah, bah, ha)
Come back, rewind (Skrrt, skrrt), switch on the Drac’, everybody fryin’ (Glrrrd)
They did it, who did it, we did it, everybody slidin’ (Glrrrd)
[Outro]
(Dee, you poppin’ your shit, nigga)