ALOT lyrics

[Hook: Lil $horty & 10KDunkin]
n*ggas wanna be like me I'm they father
f*ck a b*tch one time then I'm gon' block her
How you trappin' and you stay with yo mama
I might blow your sh*t up I feel like Osama
Pull up to the trap I can see you on the camera
Got rid of my b*tch I'm upping my standards
I'm with a stripper hoe but I call her a dancer
My circle got smaller these n*ggas be cancer
I'm in this coupe with two seats and two Glocks
My n*ggas start shootin' they don't know when to stop
Hoppin' out the big body and these rims ain't stock
They don't know how much I'm holdin' but they know it's a lot

[Verse 1: Lil $horty]
You say you the plug but you ain't the guy
You say that you have it you a motherf*ckin lie
Shoot a n*gga in his face with a [?] you might die
Smokin cherry pie when a n*gga fly by
Choppa like a book flip a n*gga like a page
When I'm in the field pour a four in my Gatorade
I make ten in a day f*ck minimum wage
I ain't with that talkin I hop out and shoot
I pulled up on you and now you on mute
The Glock got holes on the top like a flute
[?] she see me in the coupe
Hop out the Audi now I'm actin brand new
[Verse 2: 10KDunkin]
I'm with a new hoe and that ho look like Nunu
I walk in Saks Fifth and walked out with designer shoes
I used to be saggin my all white True's
Now I got Amiri jeans pockets full of blues
Just pulled up on these hoes and these hoes gon choose
I was sippin too much now I'm lookin confused
I don't think I need one hoe think I need two
I don't think I need one Glock think I need two
I'm high as hell n*gga I'm seein two
We countin these racks it ain't sh*t else to do
You could be broke or rich but that sh*t up to you
You can go get that sh*t but that sh*t up to you

[Hook: Lil $horty & 10KDunkin]
n*ggas wanna be like me I'm they father
f*ck a b*tch one time then I'm gon' block her
How you trappin' and you stay with yo mama
I might blow your sh*t up I feel like Osama
Pull up to the trap I can see you on the camera
Got rid of my b*tch I'm upping my standards
I'm with a stripper hoe but I call her a dancer
My circle got smaller these n*ggas be cancer
I'm in this coupe with two seats and two Glocks
My n*ggas start shootin' they don't know when to stop
Hoppin' out the big body and these rims ain't stock
They don't know how much I'm holdin' but they know it's a lot