LOTTO Lyrics

Red like my money

Get my bet, hold my rent

Lemme run sea side

I might lay, I might get up in my wave

I might share up on my days say, "run my big"

I'm off that lazy

I might gun

On my face

Or the funds

In my place

Lemme run

Found my cage in my lungs

Run to the money

Imma share

With my accountant

On my pants, is the runner

Got the x's and the number

I'm like dead under weight

Sent it

Let up under something

Am I dead under weight?

Let me let up under something

Aye

Ride with my money face

Dolce and Gabbana

She like Minaj

With those CC's on her wallet

High up and winded yeah

Like she won the lotto

Cheddar checks

And a chain that's made of water

Aye

Stained in with rust

Timid, timid in the cut

Cheat checks imma flip the rest

I might g-g-get it out my gut

Woke up hanging from the ceiling

I'm for real I feel the best

And I mean it when I speak it

I'm addicted to finesse

Sheesh, still running on my feet son

Need some cheese

I've been feeling weak as King Kong

Better than ever

I need my fever to release huh

Soon as I can catch a breath I'm freer than a Visa

Hopping around

My change is in the checking

Put my savings on my neck

And then re-shave

And show my face into the sun just for a second

Feeling set

Right when my daddy tell me

"Boy you won't upset them"

So I sell a thousand units of a track I haven't finished ugh

Ride with my money face

Dolce and Gabbana

She like Minaj

With those CC's on her wallet

High up and winded yeah

Like she won the lotto

Cheddar checks

And a chain that's made of water

(Ride with my money face

And Gabbana

This is how we want it)