Alot! lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
(Leesta)
(Blatt)

[Chorus]
It's a lot of sh*t you wouldn't know
I done seen a lot of sh*t before
He got the points, well I'm finna score
I put her on cam like VSCO
I'm a brown Lupe Fiasco
You want smoke? Let's get it, let's go
Still pulling up in a 350
Got shooters on go commando
There's a lot of sh*t on my mind
Gotta stay with my .9
You run up on me? You losing your life
Tell me how you really ready to die
Choppa on me, to him, it's a disguise
These n*ggas fake, yeah, they friends as disguise
We put him and his friends in the sky (Yeah, Blatt)

[Verse]
You want smoke? Then you know we gon' slide
Yeah, no cap, you can die tonight
Got a bad b*tch, she gon' ride tonight
That's yo b*tch? Well she's mine tonight
So stop calling her, she occupied
D1, yeah, I'm so divine
He tryna be me, he ain't qualified
B.B. yeah, it hold the .9
Charged up like a alkaline
Bad thang, no Caroline
b*tch, I'm the n*gga, yeah, bottom line
Turn a n*gga block to Columbine
I don't chase sh*t but a dollar sign
n*gga a foe, ain't no friend of mine
[Chorus]
It's a lot of sh*t you wouldn't know
I done seen a lot of sh*t before
He got the points, well I'm finna score
I put her on cam like VSCO
I'm a brown Lupe Fiasco
You want smoke? Let's get it, let's go
Still pulling up in a 350
Got shooters on go commando
There's a lot of sh*t on my mind
Gotta stay with my .9
You run up on me? You losing your life
Tell me how you really ready to die
Choppa on me, to him, it's a disguise
These n*ggas fake, yeah, they friends as disguise
We put him and his friends in the sky