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Lotto Savage
Featuring(s) : YFN Lucci
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[Lotto Savage] You know what I'm sayin', trappin' house hot man, you know what the f*ck we doin' man We be in this motherf*ckin' house mid-trappin', know what I'm sayin' You from the hood man, you now how we doin' the brick man Sticks and shit, dracos on that Motherf*ckin' thirty hangin' out our pocket, bankrolls everywhere Chain glistening, you know what the f*ck goin' on Traphouse, beat it out Pack in, ship 'em out The plug just dropped off them bales, yeah We put that fish on the scale Stackin' this money and gettin' this paper And I swear I ain't takin' no L Sellin' these bales, I do this shit very well And I know it ain't hard to tell Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip [Lotto Savage] Check, flex, bitch I'm fly as a jet I will die 'bout my respect Fully loaded, you know I keep a TEC My OG say Lotto run up you a check Flex on these niggas and show 'em you next It was times I had to jugg and finesse Now I'm trappin', makin' plays on the jet I got three traphouses, they goin', uh-huh My money keep flowin' Trapped your whole house out, now I'm in the foreign f*cked on three bitches and all 'em were foreign We rollin' up grams, we call 'em Fruity Pebbles Keep the burner so they call me a rebel Cross on the level, take me from the devil 'Cause I'm in the trenches trappin' forever Traphouse, beat it out Pack in, ship 'em out The plug just dropped off them bales, yeah We put that fish on the scale Stackin' this money and gettin' this paper And I swear I ain't takin' no L Sellin' these bales, I do this shit very well And I know it ain't hard to tell Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip [YFN Lucci] Run up a check, yeah Better know a young nigga like me got now, f*ck who got next Right now I got a quarter milly on my neck, yeah, uh And I ain't payin' for no sex, yeah, bitch gon' rep the set Nah I ain't wifing no bitch, yeah Whole lot of ice on my shit, yeah Run down on whoever with it, ayy Then go beat the trap like a pimp do a trick Huggin' that block how I might do my bitch Pocket knotted up like it got a cyst f*ck her and her sis, know we count the lick Know we handle shit, uh Traphouse, beat it out Pack in, ship 'em out The plug just dropped off them bales, yeah We put that fish on the scale Stackin' this money and gettin' this paper And I swear I ain't takin' no L Sellin' these bales, I do this shit very well And I know it ain't hard to tell Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip Run up a check, stack up the chip [Lotto Savage] Run up a, check Run up a, check Run up a, check Run up a, check
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