CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Lotto
It's Lando, yo b*t*h know, don't let yo b*t*h go, n***a
If I get the bag?to?you, can you?move it?
I don't really think you?can, you type of n***a to lose it
Better start thinking?with?yo?head 'fore you?lose it
Had to?slow down on the lean 'cause sometimes I can abuse it
B*t*h looking for love, that ain't me, I'm not Cupid
If you believed anything I said then you stupid
It is what it is, b*t*h, don't come up with illusions
Kept it a hundred with you so it ain't no confusions
Everybody tote the strap, is you gon' use it?
Sh*t get real in these streets and it depend on how you moving
You could take off like a rocket if you get the bag in Houston
Trapping ain't dead, these n***as scared, that's what I'm proving
But I'll leave the streets alone if I could make it with this music
Until then, I'm quarterbacking plays, Aaron Rodgers
I'm a cheesehead, been getting money since a toddler
Trap report card, got all A's, b*t*h, I'm a scholar
Dedicated to the game, they say I got it from my father
Open up yo new lane, I would love to do the honors
Spot banging off the hinges, can't close, no, we McDonald's
So much money in the house, they all thought we hit the lotto
Thought we hit the lotto
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz
Chuck Liddell with the Visas, every punch hit
F**k FIFA, I'll kick her out if she don't suck d**k
Brought the bag back last second, on some clutch sh*t
Shawn Michaels, tuning up the band and let the drum kick
Got sh*t on-lock like I'm holding L2
Jumped in the deep, now I'm a king, Neptune
Jumped off the Porsche and knocked the spike off my left shoe
B*t*h, that's the Loubs, fourteen hundred when I step through
Hop stepping in the bank like I'm Embiid
Bitcoin bandit, I make twenty when I spend three
Plotting on a Beam', used to be a 10-speed
Called the b*t*h "Angel" 'cause she went down and blessed me
It ain't a code that my hacker can't crack
F&N'll turn him to a ghost, Snapchat
Hoes used to ho me, now they getting laughed at
Self-scanning in a different state, getting cash back
Look in the mirror like, oh, there the GOAT go
I'll shoot yo a** from up close like a GoPro
Formal voice on the phone, can't make no jokes
Dancing on the 'Gram, jack flashing, I'm a showboat, b*t*h
It's Lando, yo b*t*h know, don't let yo b*t*h go, n***a
If I get the bag?to?you, can you?move it?
I don't really think you?can, you type of n***a to lose it
Better start thinking?with?yo?head 'fore you?lose it
Had to?slow down on the lean 'cause sometimes I can abuse it
B*t*h looking for love, that ain't me, I'm not Cupid
If you believed anything I said then you stupid
It is what it is, b*t*h, don't come up with illusions
Kept it a hundred with you so it ain't no confusions
Everybody tote the strap, is you gon' use it?
Sh*t get real in these streets and it depend on how you moving
You could take off like a rocket if you get the bag in Houston
Trapping ain't dead, these n***as scared, that's what I'm proving
But I'll leave the streets alone if I could make it with this music
Until then, I'm quarterbacking plays, Aaron Rodgers
I'm a cheesehead, been getting money since a toddler
Trap report card, got all A's, b*t*h, I'm a scholar
Dedicated to the game, they say I got it from my father
Open up yo new lane, I would love to do the honors
Spot banging off the hinges, can't close, no, we McDonald's
So much money in the house, they all thought we hit the lotto
Thought we hit the lotto
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz
Chuck Liddell with the Visas, every punch hit
F**k FIFA, I'll kick her out if she don't suck d**k
Brought the bag back last second, on some clutch sh*t
Shawn Michaels, tuning up the band and let the drum kick
Got sh*t on-lock like I'm holding L2
Jumped in the deep, now I'm a king, Neptune
Jumped off the Porsche and knocked the spike off my left shoe
B*t*h, that's the Loubs, fourteen hundred when I step through
Hop stepping in the bank like I'm Embiid
Bitcoin bandit, I make twenty when I spend three
Plotting on a Beam', used to be a 10-speed
Called the b*t*h "Angel" 'cause she went down and blessed me
It ain't a code that my hacker can't crack
F&N'll turn him to a ghost, Snapchat
Hoes used to ho me, now they getting laughed at
Self-scanning in a different state, getting cash back
Look in the mirror like, oh, there the GOAT go
I'll shoot yo a** from up close like a GoPro
Formal voice on the phone, can't make no jokes
Dancing on the 'Gram, jack flashing, I'm a showboat, b*t*h
It's Lando, yo b*t*h know, don't let yo b*t*h go, n***a
