Lott lyrics

Offer little bit, I’m tryna get a whole lott
Offer little bit, I’m tryna get a whole lott
Car pool, the whole lott
Car pool, the whole lott

Offer little bit, I’m tryna get a whole lott
Offer little bit, I’m tryna get a whole lott
Car pool, the whole lott
Car pool, the whole lott

My b*tch f*ckin’ with me while I’m good for work
Old watch, blue face, I call it Papa Smurf
All my n*ggas black hoodies like they Gargamel
We snitchin’ and we gettin’ money, it ain’t hard to tell
Double cup me please, fill it up with gin
Don’t pat my n*ggas down, let all my n*ggas in
You know we gettin’ money and we do the most
Pop up, hit a n*gga for that bread, I just call it toast
You see my diamonds when I’m parked, no need for PSC
I used to work out on that bench, no need for GNC
That’s hard work (work), hard liquor (liquor)
You in the wrong place, I hope God’s with ya

Offer little bit, I’m tryna get a whole lott
Offer little bit, I’m tryna get a whole lott
Car pool, the whole lott
Car pool, the whole lott