Lottery Pick

[Intro]
Let's go (Here's Johnny)
Gang
Gang
Yeah
Let me talk to you (Big Boss Fabo)
That's it (Just like that)
Huh?
I might just sang on this ho
No, I'm lyin'
Gang
'Bout to give 'em
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus]
Blue tips in my gun make a fuck nigga bleed
I stay on the block like Joel Embiid
Nah, babe, I ain't fuck her, she just hit her knees
Li Heat 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 like KD, I'ma shoot from the three, gang

[Verse 1]
He don't get in the gang, he ain't having no motion
They don't even throw when hе open
Ayy, I step with the lеft like Ginóbili
Then fade off, I feel like Kobe
Ayy, this ho pourin', got lights on, think she 12
She stay tryna cuff, but I'm dodgin' the jail
Stick put him to bed, know it came with a rail
And you know I got runners like Santa's lil' elves
I said I'm top three, no lottery pick
And I took her back home like I caught a pick-six
He savin' these hoes like he playin' with Nick
They gon' think I'm Siamese how I stay with my stick
Ayy, they gon' think I'm Siamese, my stick my twin
If I miss, know I'm spinnin' back 'round again
These niggas know I'm an artist
I be drawin' up chalk when shots come out the FN, gang

[Chorus]
Blue tips in my gun make a fuck nigga bleed
I stay on the block like Joel Embiid
Nah, babe, I ain't fuck her, she just hit her knees
Li Heat 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 like KD, I'ma shoot from the three, gang

[Verse 2]
When we get on his ass, they gon' dip like Rotel
Like we eatin' lasagna how we dumping these shells
Ayy, he be savin' that money, his chips gettin' stale
That nigga a fool, he ball like JaVale
Ayy, I'm sippin' drank like coffee, I turned to an addict
From the bottom with bugs, we slept on a pallet
Ayy, whole gang smoked an opp, we gon' pull up to Magic
I be throwin' these bullets like I'm Lamar Jackson
And we up on the score, I ain't bussin' or braggin'
Like I'm ridin' with Jugg how I'm tryna spin
Get him killed, pull strings, no violin
Say shawty was basic, turned her to a ten
Say ice cream sandwich, she got a white friend
It's a threesome for Heat, I'm off Perkys again
Convertible Heat, tryna spin me a bin
Rockin' Christian Dior, but I still might sin

[Chorus]
Blue tips in my gun make a fuck nigga bleed
I stay on the block like Joel Embiid
Nah, babe, I ain't fuck her, she just hit her knees
Li Heat 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 like KD, I'ma shoot from the three