Lyrics GOTTI – Chris Webby

Yeah, I shot for the top like Gotti
Uh, Armand Assante
If it’s some beef I be at Satriale’s
Gabagool with the prosciutt’ and salami
They’ll sleep with the fishes like Bratzi
Down with the baccala, I don’t mean Bobby
Dressed to the nines in my custom Armani
Gotta look good ’cause I know the Fed’s watch me

Luppertazi senior
They could tell I’m boss by the way of my demeanor
Follow my procedure and take ’em to the cleaners
Or take it to the mattresses, they heavy sleepers
Step in the room like Caesar
Ice cold Frank Carbone in the freezer
Take my side b!tch out on the yacht
This stu’ gots to get a lil’ top and some leisure

I’m writin’ that Mario Puzo
Chef in the kitchen, the Artie, the Bucco
Fillin’ my plate with the crew at Versuvio
Piece in the pishadoo for any cuneo
.. Barzini, who creep up but greedy
Intentions to come for the cheese on my ziti
That’s why I be movin’ discreetly
So move or salute when you see me

Shot for the top like Gotti
Mob out with a mob like Rocky
Uh, duckin’ the Federales
Name ringin’ bells like a hotel lobby
Shot for the top like Gotti
Yeah, I shot for the top like Gotti
Drop top and duckin’ the Federales
Said I couldn’t do it, just watch me

Follow the way of Carlito
With hits, I’m as great as Bambino
Got it easy, pass up in the whip
So they can’t do me like Santino, listen
Evadin’ the RICO in Vegas and Reno casino’s
The payout is primo
We raisin’ the Pinot to all of the Vito’s
The Paulie Sorvino’s and Carlo Gambino’s
Sayin’ we a bunch of crooks
And I know how the money looks

I’m a rapid spender in my hacienda
With my pockets on fat Clemenza
But I got a Tom Hagen to run the books
‘Cause uh, IRS is always snoopin’, tryna sniff around
Gumar’s in the car when I hit the town
Cover dinner, hit the telly and I d!ck ’em down
Heavy is the head but some benefits come with the crown

Shot for the top like Gotti
In to get it had to drop a couple bodies
If Castellano could get it, then anybody can get it
So if you wanna roll the dice, b!tch, Yahtzee
Fought for the spot like Johnny
Sack, never slack, won’t stop me
So when I’m pullin’ up with the posse
It gon’ be a goddamn mob scene

Shot for the top like Gotti
Mob out with a mob like Rocky
Uh, duckin’ the Federales
Name ringin’ bells like a hotel lobby
Shot for the top like Gotti
Yeah, I shot for the top like Gotti
Drop top and duckin’ the Federales
Said I couldn’t do it, just watch me

Ayo Frankie, forget about it…

➤ Written by Chris Webby
Album: Last Wednesday
Produced by JP On Da Track
Chris Webby | 2023