Lotto

[Intro]
(It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, nigga)

[Verse 1: Talibando]
If I get the bag to you, can you move it?
I don't really think you can, you the type of nigga to lose it
Better start thinking with your head 'fore you lose it
Had to slow down on the lean 'cause sometimes I can abuse it
Bitch looking for love, that ain't me, I'm not Cupid
If you believed anything I said, then you stupid
It is what it is, bitch, don't come up with illusions
Kept it a hundred with you so it ain't no confusions
Everybody tote the strap, is you gon' use it?
Shit get real in these streets and it depend on how you movin'
You can take off like a rocket if you get the bag in Houston
Trappin' ain't dead, these niggas scared, that's what I'm proving
But I'll leave the streets alone if I can make it with this music
Until then, I'm quarterbackin' plays, Aaron Rodgers
I'm a cheesehead, been gettin' money since a toddler
Trap report card, got all A's, bitch, I'm a scholar
Dedicated to the game, they say I got it from my father
Open up your new lane, I would love to do the honors
Spot bangin' off the hinges, can't close, no, we McDonald's
So much money in the house, they had thought we hit the lotto

[Interlude: BabyTron]
Thought we hit the lotto
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy
ShittyBoyz

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Chuck Liddell with the Visas, every punch hit
Fuck FIFA, I'll kick her out if she don't suck dick (Get the fuck on)
Brought the bag back last second on some clutch shit
Shawn Michaels, tune up the band and let the drum kick
Got shit on lock like I'm holdin' L2
Jumped in the deep, now I'm a king, Neptune
Jumped off the porch and knocked a spike off my left shoe
Bitch, that's the Loubs, fourteen hundred when I step through (Goddamn)
Hop-stepping in the bank like I'm Embiid
Bitcoin bandit, I make twenty when I spend three
Plottin' on a Bim', used to be a ten-speed
Called the bitch Angel 'cause she went down and blessed me (Oh my God)
It ain't a code that my hacker can't crack
F&N'll turn him to a ghost, Snapchat
Hoes used to ho me, now they gettin' laughed at (Haha)
Self-scanning in a different state, getting cash back (Woo-ooh)
Look in the mirror like, "Oh, there the G.O.A.T. go"
I'll shoot your ass from up close like a GoPro (Brraow)
Formal voice on the phone, can't make no jokes (Ayy, ayy)
Dancin' on the 'Gram, jack flashin', I'm a showboat, bitch

[Outro]
(It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, nigga)