Lotta ft. Fonto Lyrics

Yeah, I'm a try to take it lowkey

You don't know me

Mais écoute, pétasse, écoute

J'arrive

Lot of, moving

Prada, Prada, using

Lot of shit they get confused

I just been balling like broski just came out of Houston

My life, movie

I don't, I don't, losing

That bitch been talking like that bitch a groupie

She want to film it like that shit a movie

I grew up in xb

Where bros just rest and the hoes want test me

No confessions, them live gently

No concessions, them repent me

Cause I done lived different

Them hate that I don't got the p's but the bro still dripping

Ain't got the shots still clipping

Grew up the same but different

Gone off the pills still tripping

Closed so my bitch went distant

Closure my bitch want distance

Close my bitch still want this

Bro what you know about life?

I see her take shots I don't feel no clips

We ain't the same, all the nights I had shit in my hand I don't post no pics, no

No you don't know your lane

Me I blow brains - Cobain

Bro I be David Blaine the way I done break them chains

Bitches got crown how I give em reign, wet

The way she scream God, got her hands up praying

I know I got changed

Cause the same who declined back then want to be my main, flex

Bet

Rain

Wet

I'll give her brain back

Long as she throw it back, throw like a quarterback

I'll put your favourite rapper in a casket

I'll take your favourite bitch and I'll pass

I'll take a famous bitch and I'll smash, pull out

Splash

Lot of, moving

Prada, Prada, using

Lot of shit they get confused

I just been balling like broski just came out of Houston

My life, movie

I don't, I don't, losing

That bitch been talking like that bitch a groupie

She want to film it like that shit a movie

She don't love me she just want to get rich

Please leave round me with that lame shit

When you down bad on your last

Then you got to run it, got to run it

They going to see you when you up, up

Going to be "fuck you" when you going through it

Can't go out bad I got to get busy

Mix with the cream soda with the trizzy

I'm from the bx I got to get jiggy

Bad bitch on me she holding my blicky

Fuck a lil ten I'm a run up a 50

Pop a lil ten now I'm about to get itchy

30 or 50 hanging out the clip

Run down, can't run, don't get hit

Hop out the cut on him and his bitch

Can't miss cause the glock got a switch

Face shot, can't identify shit

Knowing he lift it he ain't even twitch

She don't love me she just want to get rich

Please leave round me with that lame shit

Break down a plate, fucking up a dish

Oodo gon dup it, he ain't even flinch

Corner them curry where he always switch

Walk through the water burning up the bridge

Lot of, moving

Prada, Prada, using

Lot of shit they get confused

I just been balling like broski just came out of Houston

My life, movie

I don't, I don't, lose it

That bitch been talking like that bitch a groupie

She want to film it like that shit a movie

Lot of, moving

Prada, Prada, using

Lot of shit they get confused

I just been balling like broski just came out of Houston

My life, movie

I don't, I don't, losing

That bitch been talking like that bitch a groupie

She want to film it like that shit a movie