Lottery

Abbas

Yeah, let's go to work, let’s just go to work We just some NOLA boys, yeah yeah We so up yeah, we so fucking up I’m so stuck yeah, on these fucking Xans But I still got a motherfucking plan, yeah yeah yeah Won the lottery, yeah Abbas Mohammadi, yeah Shawty on top of me, yeah I won the lottery All these shawties all around me wanna be on top of me, yeah All these shawties all around me wanna be topping me I’m the goat like LeBron but no flopping B All these shawties all around me that’s bad company Nothing in life comes free, but I’m on a shopping spree I don’t really give no fucks, hit you with that melee I might hit that three peat like the warriors, but I do no pussy moves, yeah shoutout Kevin Durant You wanna ball so hard but you can’t cuz you don’t have a game plan Walk around the building, see a brown boy balling, know that’s me Came up in this bitch from the ground, I don’t get shit for free When you stacking rappers side by side to me, none of them compete Fucked that lil hoe, killed the pussy, homie rest in peace, homie rest in peace, homie rest in peace Let me get the check please, don’t forget to split that shit You a lil ass bitch yeah, I’m gonna go my way, yeah You stuck in a ditch yeah, you stuck in sand I don’t understand, I be the man Cause I work fucking hard every fucking day And I wake up early, I’m a early bird You worry too much bout her, now you getting curved Walk around the building, see a brown boy balling, know that’s me Came up in this bitch from the ground, I don’t get shit for free When you stacking rappers side by side me, none of them compete Fucked that lil hoe, killed the pussy homie rest in peace, homie rest in peace, homie rest in peace Abbas Mohammadi got the recipe I just do this shit off my fucking top, off my fucking brain That’s why I get me some brain from a fine ass hoe Fine ass hoe, fine ass hoe, I’m a wild ass hoe, yeah Necklace froze, yeah, give me bout two years 2020 vision now so fucking clear Yeah yeah, Abbas, and Lukrative: we just some NOLA boys Yeah, we just some NOLA boys Yeah, stupid ass wearing some corduroys, but I’m cold like the winter Fucking your bitch and gave her that wood Now I got a motherfucking splinter, too bad I’m a fucking winner, yeah Yeah, speaking that shit into existence Yeah, fucking that bitch we be in the kitchen, I’m pimpin Abbas, I never met him, but I miss him So I stay swaggin, I look good even when I’m not matching Homie what happened? Heard you been lacking; heard you been slacking Get up off your ass, go and get you a bag Go and get you a bag, yeah yeah Walk around the building, see a brown boy balling, know that’s me We so up yeah, we so fucking up yeah I’m so stuck yeah, on these fucking Xans yeah But I still got a motherfucking plan, you dig

Written by: Brandon MohammadiLyrics © O/B/O DistroKidLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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