Lottery Freestyle lyrics

Don't give a f*ck about b*tches or n*ggas
I'm too busy countin' my figures
These b*tches on me, they hopping like Tigger
They f*ckin' me just for my figures
I told you I'm in it, lil' n*gga I'm killing
You know that I ride with some killers
These b*tches be up in their feelings
Like b*tch get out your feelings
I scratch your b*tch, I scratch her pus*y
I guess I'm lottery winnin'
I feel like lottery ticket
I f*ck your b*tch for 60 seconds
That b*tch paid me a million
I call it a Lottery Minute
I call it a Lottery Minute
Holy Calamity I f*ck your b*tch
She working out I call that insanity
I kill a n*gga, that sh*t out the randomly
b*tch, I'm handsome, with a handgun
Need a ransom, uh, uh
Me and Mike P just pulled up inside a phantom, uh huh
I could make an opp go ghost, he Danny Phantom or somethin'
All I know is get this cash, they playing catch-up
Hit him in his face, face, he need backup
Spray 'em like some mace, mace
Get up out my face, face
Got your b*tch, take a taste
I'm gon' f*ck her face, face
In Chicago, I need head I'm goin' to the taste, taste
Paid a couple dollars for a ticket, ay