Lotto (Official) lyrics

[Chorus]
I don't give f*ck, I’ll beat a b*tch up
Scratch off like lotto, b*tch try your luck
Glock on my hip, surgeon, tummy tuck
Got your b*tch in the crowd like 34 whet
n*gga I'm badder than your b*tch weave
b*tch please, like ice, make everybody freeze
Get on your knees, you cannot do me
Just lick on my pus*y, then you can leave

[Post-Chorus]
34 came through like doomsday
With the steel to your brain like toupée
Pretty b*tch and she mixed like Kool-Aid
Drop bombs on the beat like Hussein
34 came through like doomsday
With the steel to your brain like tupe
Pretty b*tch and she mixed like Kool-Aid
Drop bombs on the beat like Hussein

[Verse]
Annie Oakley, light that b*tch up like Smokey
Lowkey, I'm a petty b*tch but you owe me
No we don’t wait in line, they know me
Italian n*gga eat my pus*y like cannoli
Play with my pus*y like guitar, Bon Jovi
Slowly ride that n*gga di*k like pony
OD on my pus*y, boy, like OP
Soaking, make it sound off, macaroni
My only, I'm his Yvette, he Jody
No phony, baby don't tell me, he show me
Can't hoe me 'cause I get money on my lonely
Foreign, if it ain't that then I'm snoring
[Chorus]
I don't give f*ck, I’ll beat a b*tch up
Scratch off like lotto, b*tch try your luck
Glock on my hip, surgeon, tummy tuck
Got your b*tch in the crowd like 34 whet
n*gga I’m badder than your b*tch weave
b*tch please, like ice, make everybody freeze
Get on your knees, you cannot do me
Just lick on my pus*y, then you can leave

[Post-Chorus]
34 came through like doomsday
With the steel to your brain like toupée
Pretty b*tch and she mixed like Kool-Aid
Drop bombs on the beat like Hussein
34 came through like doomsday
With the steel to your brain like tupe
Pretty b*tch and she mixed like Kool-Aid
Drop bombs on the beat like Hussein