a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lotto savage - 30 round lyrics

[intro]
casino
yeah
lotto savage
ayy, it’s jbo on the beat

[verse 1]
four-five with the thirty round
pull up on him, gun lil’ buddy down
n-gg- pillowtalkin’, i knew he would switch
slide down they block, a hundred rounds
boy, you really know that you a b-tch
you ain’t really with the f-ck sh-t
broad day, how could i ever miss
smash your sister, scratched her off of my list
i keep that glock on me, it came with a thirty
i keep loso with me, he shoot and don’t miss it
if a n-gg- get wrong, we ain’t leavin’ no witness
we was down bad, tryna get up out the trenches
if a n-gg- push up, we gon’ give him the business
n-gg- talkin’ bad but really be busy
lotto, man, and i got purple precision
make an offering, the o gonna handle the business

[chorus]
heard you tryna take somethin’
cappin’ n-gg-, know you ain’t gon’ shake nothin’
pull up on your block, spin the draco
your girl do whatever i say so
money is the motivation (the money)
i can’t mix with her, she basic (i can’t)
h-llcat, geeked on a perc’, motor racin’ (h-llcat)
glock with a thirty clip like anna lazy
and i load it up with the basic
and i load it up with the basic
and i load it up with the basic
7.62 take a n-gg- soul
i’ma take a n-gg- sh-t (for real)
ar, then i won’t miss (i swear)
all my n-gg-s with the run down
all my n-gg-s with the sh-t (lotto)

[verse 2]
you talk about takin’, i ain’t goin’ for it
forty on me, gotta keep it tucked (forty)
never leave the house without extendo (swear)
n-gg- lookin’ crazy, i’ma bust it (baow)
n-gg-, you know you a b-tch, you ain’t with it
my young n-gg- pull out his sticks, ain’t no missing
wanna be fame, make your -ss make the news
that chopper gon’ knock your -ss right out your shoes
we peel us a car, hit your block, then we air it out
put a scope on your -ss, you can’t run from that red dot
if the police blue light us, we hittin’ the gas
he was lackin’ so you know we caught him down bad
i heard you speakin’, talkin’ down on my name
conversations about taking my chain
draco gon’ fill ’em up, 2pac, i hit ’em up
if you want some smoke, then b-tch, it’s some pulling up

- lotto savage lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS