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lottery pick - li heat lyrics

blue tints on my gun make a f*ck n****
bleed
i stay on the block like joelle mb
nah baby i ain’t f*ck her she just hit her
knees
li heat hit the deacon he preach
i point the fn just like i teach
i keep a k, spelling bee
they tried to cross me out like kyrie
but i can’t d ima shoot from the 3
gang

he don’t get in the gang he ain’t having no
motion
they don’t even throw when he open
i steal with the left like gin0bili
then fade off i feel like kobe
this hoе pouring got lights on thinking she
12
she stay tryna cuff but i’m dodging the jail
stick put him to bеd know it came with a
rail
and you know i got runners like santas lil
elfs
i’m top 3 no lottery pick
and i took her back home like i caught a
pick 6
he saving these hoes like he playing with
nick
they gone think i’m south meech i how i
stay with my stick
they gone think i’m south meech my stick
my 25 miss know i’m spinning back round
again
know i’m artist when i drawing with chalk
when shots come out the fn
gang
blue tints on my gun make a f*ck n****
bleed
i stay on the block like joelle mb
nah baby i ain’t f*ck her she just hit her
knees
li heat hit the deacon he preach
i point the fn just like i teach
i keep a k, spelling bee
they tried to cross me out like kyrie
but i can’t d ima shoot from the 3
gang

when we get on his ass they gone dip like
rotel
like we eating lasagna how we dumping
the sh*ll
he be saving the money his chips getting
stale
that n**** a fool he ball like lavel
i sipping drank like cough i turn to a addict
from the bottom with bug?? we slept on a
pallet
aye whole gang smoke the opp we gone
pull up at magic
i be throwing these bullets like i’m lamar
jackson
we up on the score i ain’t bussing a brag
i riding with jugg how i’m trying to spend
pull strings no violin
say shawty was basic turn her to a 10
say ice cream sandwich she got a white
friend
it a 3 sum for heat i’m off perkys again
convertible heat trying spin me a
liking christian dior but i still might sin
blue tints on my gun make a f*ck n****
bleed
i stay on the block like joelle mb
nah baby i ain’t f*ck her she just hit her
knees
li heat hit the deacon he preach
i point the fn just like i teach
i keep a k, spelling bee
they tried to cross me out like kyrie
but i can’t d ima shoot from the 3
gang

- li heat lyrics

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