Lottery
Lyrics
Might win the lottery, my damn
Whipping the pottery, my damn
Catching a fade, fuck with my mans
Don't know bout you, I will, I am
This be my part, my jam
Double or nothing, titties or scram
Pour up the juice, ain't stingy fam
Rock with the team, my damn my damn
Might win the lottery, my damn
Whipping the pottery, my damn
Catching a fade, fuck with my mans
Don't know bout you, I will, I am
This be my part, my jam
Double or nothing, titties or scram
Pour up the juice, ain't stingy fam
Rock with the team, my damn my damn
I got too much mind yeah
I got more up on my plate yeah
Young nigga on the grind yeah
I'm just tryna be great man
But the babies want my time yeah
Man these bitches on my case yeah
But a nigga gotta grind yeah
So they gotta gimme space yeah
So they gotta gimme space, aye
I want a Bentley a wraith, aye
Dollar, Rand, Euros, the case ay
Ain't finna hit you I wys, aye
808 boomin the bass, aye
Really you know how it taste, aye
Really you know how it taste, aye
Double L Dollar sign
I double the dollar signs
I double the rands nigga
I'm talkin bout cash nigga
Woah
Gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang whoa
This shit bang, this shit bang, this shit bang whoa
Gotta get the cash gotta get the bag whoa
Lottery the bands, yeah that's all I know
Might win the lottery, my damn
Whipping the pottery, my damn
Catching a fade, fuck with my mans
Don't know bout you, I will, I am
This be my part, my jam
Double or nothing, titties or scram
Pour up the juice, ain't stingy fam
Rock with the team, my damn my damn
Might win the lottery, my damn
Whipping the pottery, my damn
Catching a fade, fuck with my mans
Don't know bout you, I will, I am
This be my part, my jam
Double or nothing, titties or scram
Pour up the juice, ain't stingy fam
Rock with the team, my damn my damn
I got too much mind yeah
I got more up on my plate yeah
Young nigga on the grind yeah
I'm just tryna be great man
But the babies want my time yeah
Man these bitches on my case yeah
But a nigga gotta grind yeah
So they gotta gimme space yeah
I got too much mind yeah
I got more up on my plate yeah
Young nigga on the grind yeah
I'm just tryna be great man
But the babies want my time yeah
Man these bitches on my case yeah
But a nigga gotta grind yeah
So they gotta gimme space yeah
Writer(s): Katlego Thema, Thungolethu Ndlovu
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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