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lottery picks - 1kantrm lyrics

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[hook]:
dubbin’ the top from a thotty lil b*tch, got a model lil b*tch and she swallowin’ seeds
they got me doin’ a hit, got a pocket to pick, and i got the b*tch all on her knees
i see a opp and i’m c*cking the bl!ck, and she not religious but she followin’ me
1k and 101 droppin’ them hits, we them lottery picks and they rocking with me

[verse 1:]
i know they rocking with us
you could kick back in the city or kick it in boston with us
pull up in the benz truck, 4 door, remember them days when i had to hop on the bus
speaking of buses i want me a buss down
touch down in your city and then ima just get right to all of the bucks now
but if we talking bout the bucks now
i feel like the champ you outta luck now
and no i don’t know how to run routes
but ima still get me that touchdown
you don’t wanna admit that i’m really hard
the goal is to pull up in many cars
my momma be saying i’m spitting bars
so f*ck if you hate then we get you gone
pull the pump out with that venom on
pull up jump out with that metal on
boy you still sit at that level one
ima k!ll any beat i hear level on
[hook]:
dubbin’ the top from a thotty lil b*tch, got a model lil b*tch and she swallowin’ seeds
they got me doin’ a hit, got a pocket to pick, and i got the b*tch all on her knees
i see a opp and i’m c*cking the bl!ck, and she not religious but she followin’ me
1k and 101 droppin’ them hits, we them lottery picks and they rocking with me

{verse 2:}
i did a lot for the change though
get the guap and then hop in the range rov’
told her to stop it, i came for the profit
i’m posted up lit with the main bros
cookin’ with tram finna lay low
but they better watch us when we pop out
dubbin’ the top from a thot now
bet they love when we droppin’ the top down
been with my brothers, that’s word to my mother
i’m smoking, i don’t need a reason
hit it then dub it, i bet that they love it
i’m spitting that heat but i’m freezing
b*tch it’s the bag season, shorty wishin’ what we had, feening
battling mad demons, f*ckin’ the beat and we tag team it

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