Lottery

Make Boy On The Beat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
Oh they see I'm gracious yeah, oh yeah
I got that money in different places yeah, yeah
Holy shit I'm famous ya yeah
Yeah look at the haters faces ya, yeah
Make Boy On The Beat
Yeah holy shit I'm famous yah

Look at the haters faces yeah they see I'm gracious yeah oh
I got that money in different places yah, yeah
Holy shit I'm famous yeah, yeah yeah
Holy shit I'm famous yeah, holy shit I'm famous yeah
Look at the haters faces yeah they see I'm gracious yeah oh
I got that money in different places yah, yeah
Holy shit I'm famous yeah, yeah yeah
Holy shit I'm famous yeah, yeah

Holy shit I'm famous
Look at the haters faces
They see I'm gracious yeah, oh
I got that money in different places yeah
They wanna play hide n seek
But me I know they week
No need to speak I know
Bitch I got that shit on fleek a while ago, yeah
They catch me with a brand new glow
I got more than you know just so you know
When I flex my shit yeah
They gonna lose control, yeah
Haters turn green like a Shrek, yeah
When I flex with that check yeah
They think they know me
Fuck that shit I got money on me yah
They wanna follow my path, yeah
But they cannot do the math, yeah
Haters they wanna lie
So they can control all shit of mine yeah
Counting numbers like a math teacher
Get my advice like a preacher yeah
She be all over me
I be like the highest win in a lottery

Make Boy On The Beat
(Aah, yeah aah, famous)
Yeah, holy shit I'm famous yeah

Look at the haters faces yeah they see I'm gracious yeah oh
I got that money in different places yah, yeah
Holy shit I'm famous yeah, yeah yeah
Holy shit I'm famous yeah, holy shit I'm famous yeah
Look at the haters faces yeah they see I'm gracious yeah oh
I got that money in different places yah, yeah
Holy shit I'm famous yeah, yeah yeah
Holy shit I'm famous yeah, yeah
Oh they see I'm gracious yeah
I got that money in different places yah, yeah
Holy shit I'm famous yah yeah, yeah
Look at the haters faces yeah

Holy shit I'm famous
Look at the haters faces
They see I'm gracious yeah, oh
I got that money in different places yeah
They wanna play hide n seek
But me I know they week
No need to speak I know
Bitch I got that shit on fleek a while ago, yeah
They catch me with a brand new glow
I got more than you know just so you know
When I flex my shit yeah
They gonna lose control, yeah
Haters turn green like a Shrek, yeah
When I flex with that check yeah
They think they know me
Fuck that shit I got money on me yah
They wanna follow my path, yeah
But they cannot do the math, yeah
Haters they wanna lie
So they can control all shit of mine yeah
Counting numbers like a math teacher
Get my advice like a preacher yeah
She be all over me
I be like the highest win in a lottery

Make Boy On The Beat
(Faces, famous, famous)
(Yeah ahh, places, ahh, ahh)



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Writer(s): Hautala Marko Henrik
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