Fish

"Lotto"

Chorus:
I won the lottery
I won the lottery
Know I stay with the stick like a hockey kit
Ain't no telling what drugs are inside of me
f*cking the next one I need me a island b*tch
Keep coming back I'ma buss like a hollow tip
She told me come a lil closer
All I know ? but she stick like a poster
Got the G-Star my jeans I be walking like Sosa
Too many drugs I don't think I'll come over
Talkin that sh*t we pull up in a white van
Im a rich n*gga got a pocket full of white men
Shootin with the choppa I reload with the slight hand
He a lame n*gga ain't saucin like I am
Think he safe on twitter we'll find him
Seen you callin baby girl I declined it
I be Louis V walkin I be flyer than a pilot

Verse 1:
Won't use you baby know these n*ggas gon choose you
The true you baby steady acting like new new
Smokin on kush baby this ain't Hindu
Your boyfriend broke guess thats what you into
Say he real baby girl thats not true
Showin yo ass on the gram thats not you
Throwin this money so fast like achoo
He so mad can't do what I do
Get a bag get my chains yo move
One two ? you can't count my moves
Flyin to the west but got killers in the east
Just do yo time pus*y n*gga dont speak
Steady postin all the time but he swear he lowkey
Got rocks on my wrist thats frozen time
I been off a perc ay no this not
Any shot go ain't holding none and
Everywhere I go they know Im stunting
He swear he bout that sh*t but I know
He swear he stompin sh*t n*gga I go
He swear he drinking lean n*gga I pour
Just left the jeweler lil n*gga I glow


Verse 2:
Im the king of this sh*t for the charts
Told her to bring her ass up and yo arch
The four in my water cause damn boy Im parched
Big bands my n*ggas gon rip you apart
Puttin woods in the air yall n*ggas off carts
Got a ziploc back sh*t smellin like farts
I dont know who he is so we shootin in the dark
Gave a stick to my brother cause I know he got heart
Steady callin my phone n*ggas actin like narcs
Said he lookin for a lick yeah we sumn like sharks
Ima find out where he is Ima hit em where it hurts
Told her suck my di*k cause I can't find percs
Shootin from a angle yeah sumn like kirk
No talk when I talk bout you get murked
And my shooter in the back yeah he sumn like Durk
Steady smoking on gas yeah sumn like Earth
Told that b*tch get back get off my nerves

Chorus:
I won the lottery
I won the lottery
Know I stay with the stick like a hockey kit
Ain't no telling what drugs are inside of me
f*cking the next one I need me a island b*tch
Keep coming back I'ma buss like a hollow tip
She told me come a lil closer
All I know ? but she stick like a poster
Got the G-Star my jeans I be walking like Sosa
Too many drugs I don't think I'll come over
Talkin that sh*t we pull up in a white van
Im a rich n*gga got a pocket full of white men
Shootin with the choppa I reload with the slight hand
He a lame n*gga ain't saucin like I am
Think he safe on twitter we'll find him
Seen you callin baby girl I declined it
I be Louis V walkin I be flyer than a pilot (x2)

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