Slots lyrics

[Chorus]
If you talking down ima send shots shots
Making so much money thought I won slots
I be cooking up like them pans and pots
Extended clip long as a rope I’m tying knots
I got a check but I ain’t verified
All my diamonds purified
f*cked his b*tch on the countryside, now he mortified

[Verse 1]
He’s a b*tch certified
His b*tches guts got modified
He was gonna kill me, but instead committed suicide

[Verse 2]
That’s kinda sad can’t even lie but I don’t give a f*ck
Just playing, none of that sh*t happened
Or did it?
Am I capping?
n*ggas ask how much money I make off of rapping
But they didn’t f*ck with me before I was rapping
So don’t you ever take no credit for my success
Nowadays I’m living my life so blessed
I ain’t verified but I got a check (aye)

[Chorus]
If you talking down ima send shots shots
Making so much money thought I won slots
I be cooking up like them pans and pots
Extended clip long as a rope I’m tying knots
I got a check but I ain’t verified
All my diamonds purified
f*cked his b*tch on the countryside now he mortified
[Verse 3]
n*ggas hating cause I flex
They just mad cause I’m up next
I ain’t verified but you know I stay getting checks