Lotto
You're in trouble
Oh bad baby, you better be here on the double
I know you laying low you still want me but keep it subtle
Didn't think you need another, I got you a bear to cuddle
I thought I won the jackpot with you, so I hit the lotto
For so long
You've been stuck in my head
Your last, phone call
Showed me, feelings were dead
We were so done
Bad baby, still getting mad
Am I so wrong
For bending a new chick over bed?
Wrote a new song
All about her body, and ass
And her pink thong
That I still remember from class
And still, think of
Might be not the first, not the last
'Cause she become
Too much trouble, for me to have
You're in trouble
Oh, bad baby, you better be here on the double
I know you laying low, you still want me but keep it subtle
Didn't think you need another, I got you a bear to cuddle
I thought I won the jackpot with you, so I hit the lotto
Oh, bad baby, you turning my heart to rubble
You hide among the stars, but ill find you soon with the Hubble
Give me another scar, stepping over me like a puddle
Won't trust another fake bitch, I'm making that my new motto
For so long
You've been stuck in my head
Your last, phone call
Showed me, feelings were dead
We were so done Bad baby
Still getting mad
Am I so wrong
For bending a new chick over bed?
And ill Keep going
Making money instead
Henny keep flowing
Someday ill be up next
I'll keep ignoring
Love my haters nevertheless
Not a fake story
Faded but'll, still be the best
Underneath the bar sign
Started getting drunk overnight just to write a hard rhyme
Think that I'm a drunk, but it helps me get through the hard time
What did you do to me?
Somehow no longer your kind
Go through your memory, maybe you'll find
Memories baby, something that'll maybe switch up your mind
Why did you need to leave?
You're in trouble
Oh, bad baby, you better be here on the double
I know you laying low, you still want me but keep it subtle
Didn't think you need another, I got you a bear to cuddle
I thought I won the jackpot with you, so I hit the lotto
Oh, bad baby, you turning my heart to rubble
You hide among the stars, but'll find you soon with the Hubble
Give me another scar, stepping over me like a puddle
Won't trust another fake bitch, I'm making that my new motto
Oh bad baby, you better be here on the double
I know you laying low you still want me but keep it subtle
Didn't think you need another, I got you a bear to cuddle
I thought I won the jackpot with you, so I hit the lotto
For so long
You've been stuck in my head
Your last, phone call
Showed me, feelings were dead
We were so done
Bad baby, still getting mad
Am I so wrong
For bending a new chick over bed?
Wrote a new song
All about her body, and ass
And her pink thong
That I still remember from class
And still, think of
Might be not the first, not the last
'Cause she become
Too much trouble, for me to have
You're in trouble
Oh, bad baby, you better be here on the double
I know you laying low, you still want me but keep it subtle
Didn't think you need another, I got you a bear to cuddle
I thought I won the jackpot with you, so I hit the lotto
Oh, bad baby, you turning my heart to rubble
You hide among the stars, but ill find you soon with the Hubble
Give me another scar, stepping over me like a puddle
Won't trust another fake bitch, I'm making that my new motto
For so long
You've been stuck in my head
Your last, phone call
Showed me, feelings were dead
We were so done Bad baby
Still getting mad
Am I so wrong
For bending a new chick over bed?
And ill Keep going
Making money instead
Henny keep flowing
Someday ill be up next
I'll keep ignoring
Love my haters nevertheless
Not a fake story
Faded but'll, still be the best
Underneath the bar sign
Started getting drunk overnight just to write a hard rhyme
Think that I'm a drunk, but it helps me get through the hard time
What did you do to me?
Somehow no longer your kind
Go through your memory, maybe you'll find
Memories baby, something that'll maybe switch up your mind
Why did you need to leave?
You're in trouble
Oh, bad baby, you better be here on the double
I know you laying low, you still want me but keep it subtle
Didn't think you need another, I got you a bear to cuddle
I thought I won the jackpot with you, so I hit the lotto
Oh, bad baby, you turning my heart to rubble
You hide among the stars, but'll find you soon with the Hubble
Give me another scar, stepping over me like a puddle
Won't trust another fake bitch, I'm making that my new motto
Credits
Writer(s): Nick Nagy
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