Mario Mims (born May 19, 1981 in Memphis, Tennessee), better known by his s… Read Full Bio ↴Mario Mims (born May 19, 1981 in Memphis, Tennessee), better known by his stage name Yo Gotti, is an American rapper signed to Cash Money Records. Formerly known as Lil Yo in the 90's, he released his first album, From Da Dope Game 2 Da Rap Game, in 2000. Since then he has released 2001's Self-Explanatory, 2003's Life, 2006's Back 2 Da Basics, 2008's Cocaine Muzik, 2009's CM2 (Cocaine Muzik 2 hosted by DJ Drama), and The Pyrex King: Street Runnaz Special Edition.

As one of the six epicenters of Southern hip hop, Memphis has always had a thriving underground capable of producing major platinum superstars such as Eightball & MJG, 3-6 Mafia and Project Pat,Skip a.k.a Gianni Booker. All of the above-mentioned artists at one point in time literally dominated the city’s underground rap scene before going on to become national superstars. Next up to bat is Yo Gotti, M-Town’s current underground rap kingpin. Like his namesake John Gotti, the Memphis based rapper has been running the Southern underground scene with an iron fist for the past. Known and respected throughout the South for his skill and finesse on the microphone, Yo Gotti is one the South’s most respected young rappers.
Born Mario Mims, Yo Gotti grew up in the infamous Ridge Crest Apartments in a North Memphis neighborhood called Frazier. His childhood was typical for a poor ghetto youth in the Deep South. Raised in a family of hustlers and exposed to hard times 24 hours a day the Tennessee rap titan soon turned to the only thing that he knew could get him paid, hustling. “Being from the hood things like hustling will come your way,” says Yo Gotti. “Everybody in my family hustled in some kinda way.” Ironically, hustling is what ultimately led Yo Gotti to rapping.
Taking his cue from Memphis rap legends such as Eightball & MJG, Al Kapone, Gangsta Black, Triple 6 Mafia and Kingpin Skinny Pimp, all of whom he lists as influences, Yo Gotti released his own underground tape entitled, Youngster on the Come Up and placed it on consignment at local mom & pop record stores as well as hustling it out the trunk. The tape sold like hotcakes on the street and made Yo Gotti the hottest rapper on the streets of Memphis. From the Dope Game to the Rap Game, Yo Gotti’s sophomore effort sold so well that Select-O-Hits, a local based independent distributor offered him a small deal and the Memphis rapper more than doubled his fan base with absolutely no marketing or promotions. Soon he found himself ranked among the city’s top rappers. In addition to being featured on the cover of Murderdog Magazine along side his idols Kingpin Skinny Pimp and Al Kapone his record From the Dope Game to the Rap Game made the list for the magazine’s top independent record for the year 2000.
Two years later he inked a distribution deal with TVT Records and released the critically acclaimed album Life, which did respectable numbers for an independent label. “It sold about 40 or 50,000, with no promotions or video,” says Yo Gotti. “That record did what it did on its own.” But as the old saying goes when one door is closed another opened. Gotti’s reputation as the king of Memphis continued to spread and that eventually led him to a production deal with Cash Money/Universal records for his group the Block Burnaz. With his TVT sophomore album entitled Back 2 Da Basics, Yo Gotti returns with the same hardcore street flavor that his die-hard fans have come to know and love, only this time around the true king of Memphis has elevated his game a bit. Given the fact that his last record didn’t do the type of big number he’d hope for you’d think that Yo Gotti would switch up his style to reach a larger audience. Right? Wrong! According to Gotti his street credibility with his underground fans means more to him than gold or platinum status.
“The one thing that you have to understand is that when you create a fan base off of street product the last thing you wanna do is disrespect them by changing because of the record companies and stuff like that. When you do that you change what created you. To me it is very important that I keep in tune with the people that helped to sell 40,000 records independently. That’s why I call my record Back 2 Da Basics.”
Produced by DJ Thoomp, Mannie Fresh, Carlos Brody and newcomers Street Tunes, Back 2 Da Basics offers fans a gritty, insider’s view into the real streets of Memphis as seen through the eyes of Yo Gotti. Nowhere is this viewpoint more intense than on “Full Time,” the amped up lead single –and featured in the MTV Films’ Hustle & Flow movie - with a thunderous bass and intoxicating beat that espouses Gotti’s formula to success –hustle full time.
“A lotta cats wanna be a rapper or a street hustler but they don’t wanna put in the time that it takes,” says Yo Gotti. “They want the money and the cars and the girls, but they don’t wanna work hard for it. But to be successful at anything you gotta grind for it.” On the song “Mama We Gone Be Alright,” he waxes introspective by reflecting on all of the hard times that he and his family have suffered through the years and offers her hope-filled words encouragement. “Mama We Gone Be Alright” along with the gripping tune “My Story” emerges as two of the most interesting songs on Back 2 Da Basics. These three titles along with club banging songs like “Shorty” featuring Baby make Back 2 Da Basics one of the best albums of the year.

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Yo Gotti Lyrics

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Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bales in the attic
Money in the floor
Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
Plastic bags, in and out and that shit filled with dope

Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bales in the attic
Money in the floor
Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
Plastic bags, back and forth and that shit filled with dope

Yuh
Ain't no credit when you shop with me
You want some credit, leave your car with me
I tell my bitch she gon' go far with me
But she may have to take a charge for me
Baking soda in the 'fridgerator
I got money, that shit come with haters
So what you want, what you need
I got pounds, I got keys
I got Goyard, that's a bag
Go hard for the bag
I got no heart, I'm heartless
For the bag, I'm retarded
Birkin bag with the crocodile
Yeah my bitch been around
I gave my bitch a real bag
I got faith she gon' hold it down

Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bales in the attic
Money in the floor
Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
Plastic bags, in and out and that shit filled with dope
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bales in the attic
Money in the floor
Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
Plastic bags, back and forth and that shit filled with dope

Yuh
Why the trap smell like onions
What's that loud odor
I've been sackin' brown bags like I work at Kroger
Not concerned with no payment nigga, what the total
I jumped out my Bentley coupe into a Toyota
Seatbelt, rental car, I'm trafficking
It's blood on my diamonds, bitch I'm African
Quit puttin' your bag on that 'Gram, boy this real life
You'll have them feds and them robbers at you, real life
I put my money in the ground and molded
Put my trust in a nigga and he folded
Can't believe that nigga took the stand and told
Fuck your bitch in the trap, the dick she rode it

Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bales in the attic
Money in the floor
Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
Plastic bags, in and out and that shit filled with dope
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bales in the attic
Money in the floor

Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
Plastic bags, back and forth and that shit filled with dope, yuh

Overall Meaning

Yo Gotti's song "Brown Bag" is a trap anthem that delves into the world of drug dealing and the hustle of making money. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the lifestyle, where baking soda is used to cut drugs, there are large amounts of money hidden throughout the house, and the constant movement of brown bags filled with illegal substances resembles a grocery store.

The opening lines, "Baking soda on the counter, J's at the door," establish the setting of a drug operation. The mention of "bales in the attic" signifies the presence of large quantities of drugs, while "money in the floor" reveals the secretive nature of hiding wealth. The repetitive mention of brown bags and plastic bags being filled and moved back and forth highlights the constant flow and transaction of drugs.

The second verse delves deeper into the mindset of a drug dealer, highlighting the lack of credit offered and the expectation of loyalty from his partner. The line "Baking soda in the 'fridgerator" suggests the need to hide drug-related items in plain sight. The reference to the Goyard bag signifies the association of luxury and wealth with the drug trade.

In the final verse, Yo Gotti addresses the dangers and risks associated with his lifestyle. The trap smelling like onions and the loud odor indicate the presence of illegal substances attracting attention. He mentions the possibility of being betrayed by someone he trusted, emphasizing the importance of loyalty and the consequences of disloyalty.

Overall, "Brown Bag" by Yo Gotti provides a gritty and realistic portrayal of the drug dealing lifestyle, shedding light on the constant movement, hidden wealth, and risks involved.

Line by Line Meaning

Baking soda on the counter
I have baking soda ready for mixing with drugs on the kitchen counter

J's at the door
I have Jordan sneakers at the door, a symbol of status and wealth

I got bales in the attic
I have large quantities of drugs stashed in the attic

Money in the floor
I hide my money on the floor, likely to avoid detection or theft

Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
I constantly move drugs in brown bags, just like customers do at a grocery store

Plastic bags, in and out and that shit filled with dope
I frequently transport drugs in and out using plastic bags

Ain't no credit when you shop with me
I don't offer credit to customers who buy drugs from me

You want some credit, leave your car with me
If you want credit, you have to give me collateral like your car

I tell my bitch she gon' go far with me
I reassure my girl that she will have a good life with me

But she may have to take a charge for me
However, she may have to take legal responsibility for my criminal activities

Baking soda in the 'fridgerator
I store baking soda in the refrigerator, likely for drug-related purposes

I got money, that shit come with haters
Having money attracts people who envy and hate on me

So what you want, what you need
Tell me what drugs you want and how much you need

I got pounds, I got keys
I have large amounts of drugs (pounds) and also access to unlock cars (keys)

I got Goyard, that's a bag
I own Goyard bags, a luxury brand known for its high price and exclusivity

Go hard for the bag
I work tirelessly and take risks to make money

I got no heart, I'm heartless
I lack empathy and compassion, especially when it comes to pursuing money

For the bag, I'm retarded
I am willing to do foolish or reckless things to secure money

Birkin bag with the crocodile
I own a luxury Birkin bag made from crocodile skin, symbolizing wealth and status

Yeah my bitch been around
My girlfriend has been involved in the drug world for a while

I gave my bitch a real bag
I provided my girlfriend with a genuine designer bag

I got faith she gon' hold it down
I trust that my girlfriend will remain loyal and keep our illegal activities a secret

Why the trap smell like onions
I wonder why the place where I sell drugs has a strong smell like onions

What's that loud odor
I question the source of the strong and distinctive smell in the drug-selling location

I've been sackin' brown bags like I work at Kroger
I have been packing drugs in brown bags for distribution, resembling the process of bagging groceries at Kroger

Not concerned with no payment nigga, what the total
I don't care about receiving payment, I'm only interested in knowing the total amount owed

I jumped out my Bentley coupe into a Toyota
I quickly switched from driving a luxurious Bentley coupe to driving a more inconspicuous Toyota to avoid attention

Seatbelt, rental car, I'm trafficking
I make sure to wear my seatbelt while driving a rental car, as I am engaged in drug trafficking

It's blood on my diamonds, bitch I'm African
There are red gemstones on my diamond jewelry, emphasizing my African heritage with pride

Quit puttin' your bag on that 'Gram, boy this real life
Stop flaunting your lifestyle on social media, this is the reality of our illegal activities

You'll have them feds and them robbers at you, real life
If you continue to show off, you'll attract the attention of law enforcement and criminals in real life

I put my money in the ground and molded
I bury my money underground and let it accumulate and shape my life

Put my trust in a nigga and he folded
I relied on someone and they betrayed or abandoned me

Can't believe that nigga took the stand and told
I am shocked that someone cooperated with the authorities and testified against me

Fuck your bitch in the trap, the dick she rode it
I had sex with your girl in my drug-selling location, and she enjoyed it

Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Xavier Dotson, Mario Mims

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