777 Pt. 2

Tác giả: Chưa Biết
So y'all ain't gon' give me no competition This ***, this *** gettin' too easy This *** ain't gettin' fun no more, for real Big Lotto Gay, I hold a chance to win, and what y'all do? *** that up Last time around, they slept on me, I woke them up like bitch and suck Paint the C8 pink like Barbie ***, but I don't play with bitches I'm way too big to speak on petty ***, MJ said, stay on mission Got a thousand dollar steak on my plate, that the only beef I ever get in I could never fit in, how you climbin' on *** you'll never be in Bitch, you runnin' eight mile like they got one Only category they gon' put me in is the greatest, and bitch, you not one If you a fan, just say it and go get my *** when I drop some I got three sevens, iced out on my neck, know they hate when I flex Queen of the South, bitch, I'ma take my respect I got three sevens, iced out on my neck, know they hate when I flex Queen of the South ain't number four in the deck, bitch And I'ma let y'all figure that *** out Playin' with me like y'all don't know my body or somethin' Seven, seven, seven, the biggest This *** bigger than me, colossal lotto Yeah, bitch, you better off playin' a lotto than playin' with Lotto Who you think set the trend? Now all these bitches follow First rap beat, try me, I'ma slap the *** up out it Heard more money, more problems, bitch, I know you ain't got it Took the South, put a crown on it, been runnin' ***, got some eyes on it These hoes washed up, throw a towel on them, I didn't respect when I style them I'm a wild owner when I heat up, sittin' on the throne with my feet up Bitch, take my name and get built up, on my 12-bracket, ho, keep up Bitches think they hot, well, come show me what that *** here for That money talk, be foreign to hoes, finesse for ***, show The youngest and the richest, I made it known from the get-go To these pussy hoes, I'm Debo, big Lotto, the big go Man, y'all hoes better find y'all somebody to play with I ain't the one, damn sure ain't the two I ain't got *** left to prove, put a bow on that *** Seven, seven, seven, I got three sevens S-I-T on my neck, know they hate when I flex Queen of the South, ain't number four in the deck, bitch
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