2016 (Bonus) ft. Lotto Lyrics

Aye Switching lanes bucking traffic almost forgot where I was

Brand new valbasas I just wear em cause I don't go to club

Yakno that I keep it 100 i told her I'm a rapper ain't no Bubby Love

Venue tried to book us better be packed cause it's plenty us

I'm the Type to walk through straight through the party I got my 50s tucked

We tote the heavy artillery we body build but we ain't using gloves

I had to take her right back to the block cause she wouldn't hood enough

Lately I been looking up

My classmate said I wouldn't good enough

She can't even look me in my eyes cause ain't been doing right

Counting dirty money I got residue up on my sprite

Had to kick her out this ain't a hotel you can't spend a night

Mike Amiri jeans plus my forces they be egg white

Pop out spin out everynight

I'm driving so fast I see headlights

Tried to hate on the gang almost lost his life

Just make sure that his head right

I don't even like doing a song with most of these rappers

I treat em like a whole dyke

Wassname keep a tight

Just make sure you wipe his nose right

Aye Switching lanes bucking traffic almost forgot where I was

Brand new valbasas I just wear em cause I don't go to club

Yakno that I keep it 100 i told her I'm a rapper ain't no Bubby Love

Venue tried to book us better be packed cause it's plenty us

I'm the Type to walk through straight through the party I got my 50s tucked

We tote the heavy artillery we body build but we ain't using gloves

I had to take her right back to the block cause she wouldn't hood enough

Lately I been looking up

My classmate said I wouldn't good enough

Bows and paints no shake n bake this aint no nba

Bitch I got vet lungs its moonrock in my wake n bake

Like its my born day the first thing on my fucking mind is cake

I blocked her line no i cant tolerate a bitch responding late

He think he know me from the old me i'll put that burner on his top now

She sticking her head inside me pants she Tryna suck all a young nigga guap out

Can't get into that get the top and I bop out

Cuz she got good brain but the lil bitch a drop out

How he do the boy dirty but he brought the mop out?

Tryna put up a image until he got cropped out (Yeayeayep)

You aint gang ion trust you as far as my dreads hang

Spilling drink on my tee tryna cover up fanta stains

Bet not buck me in traffic shots coming through yo lane

Was plotting on a mill when I was schooling making paper planes

Brighten strippers day when Ticket coming through he make it rain

Now she want my dangalang I told the Bitch Ion know ya name

Won't give a fuck or wont give ya fame and I put that on my moma name

Keep that drum thing for that drama mane, The know to Duck Split when I Bang Bang (Its Lotto)

Aye Switching lanes bucking traffic almost forgot where I was

Brand new valbasas I just wear em cause I don't go to club

Yakno that I keep it 100 i told her I'm a rapper ain't no Bubby Love

Venue tried to book us better be packed cause it's plenty us

I'm the Type to walk through straight through the party I got my 50s tucked

We tote the heavy artillery we body build but we ain't using gloves

I had to take her right back to the block cause she wouldn't hood enough

Lately I been looking up

My classmate said I wouldn't good enough