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zantreal - glitchy lottery lyrics

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i want it i cop that
call up a store ima shop at
you want some money i got that
talm’ bout a bag i drop that
talm’ bout that sh+t im pop that
i want a b+tch i ain’t got yet
in a vette and im dropping the top back
im a boss finna buy me a top hat
yeah baby know im hot wasabi
gotta keep that glock beside me
gotta keep that chop beside me
i send a f+ck boy back to the lobby
i know that she wanna party
i call her santan off of the molly
im countin’ bands be glitchin’ the lottery
throw up my hands ain’t n0body stopping me

they said i never could do it i done it
call me the juice man how i be stunting
she want the gram told her ion run it
i stay in her head sum like bonnet
baby you know im fly like a comet
zanny boy zanny boy on the summit
i got a pair of shoеs they from paris
even though i ain’t nevеr been to london
yea who run it zanny boy run it
you know how im bumming turn nun’ to something
kicking sh+t you know i really be punting
really rich f’ing them rolls in the sun
silly wrist diamonds on me one of one
im limping and sh+t my pockets weight a ton
lately and sh+t been going on a run
im craving this sh+t been really on a hunt
they be like zanny boy you m.i.a the b+tches wonder where you be at yeah
hold up, my diamonds wet i told em’ i be where the sea at
okay yea you know im fly as f+ck it ain’t hard to see that
yeah im in the chi+town cooling go to miami and get me a heat check yeah
im top dollar i stand on that
in the field with my cleats i step on necks
im getting bored finna f+ck my ex
im lying n+gga f+ck my ex
cash cluck i get real deal checks
im the king of the jungle beating on my chest
yea im blessed im blessed could never be less
i want it i cop that
call up a store ima shop at
you want some money i got that
talm’ bout a bag i drop that
talm’ bout that sh+t im pop that
i want a b+tch i ain’t got yet
in a vette and im dropping the top back
im a boss finna buy me a top hat
yeah baby know im hot wasabi
gotta keep that glock beside me
gotta keep that chop beside me
i send a f+ck boy back to the lobby
i know that she wanna party
i call her santan off of the molly
im countin’ bands be glitchin’ the lottery
throw up my hands ain’t n0body stopping me

- zantreal lyrics

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