Lotta (feat. louie los & Shigaddy)
Aye that shit was stupid
Swag surfin', alright look
It's a whole lotta opps on the block
That's a whole lotta niggas gettin' shot
Coroner pick em' up n' put em' on a cot
Hit a whole lotta niggas wit' the mop (wit' the mop)
Hit a whole lotta niggas in they top (in they top)
Keep goin' babygirl don't stop (don't stop)
Keep doin' what you doin' that relax me
I get her lit and she get freaky in the backseat (uh huh)
Shit get sticky it get wicked if you ask me (Eww)
Had to 6.2 his body should a never ran up (at all)
End up on a stretcher we gone pack that man up (uh huh)
Fold under that pressure we gone send dat man up
Sly fox be the gang no they cannot stand us (at all)
Teach his as a lesson we gone bless em' wit this weapon
Ima ride for my niggas that will slide bout' me (slide bout' me)
No lie know some killas that will die bout me (today)
I done made a lot of stains tryna clean plates
I done bussed a lot of brains tryna break bread (tryna break bread)
223 hit a nigha leg hit a nigha head
Nigha want smoke but he scared
Oh that nigga push his luck now he dead
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led
It's a whole lotta opps on the block
That's a whole lotta niggas gettin' shot
Coroner pick em' up n' put em' on a cot
Hit a whole lotta niggas wit' the mop
Hit a whole lotta niggas in they top
Keep goin' babygirl don't stop
Oh that nigga push his luck now he dead
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led (louie mother fuckin' los bitch)
Whole lotta opps, too many clips
Whole lotta sharks, we in this bitch
Louie and sly, I keep that five
Don't run up on me and get hit
He need some help gone pick em' up
All the opps dead go dig em' up
It's me and shigg, too many sticks
We too damn high to give a fuck (bitch)
Just did the dash, we on yo ass
Don't run up on me and get smashed
I'm bout' my cash, I need that bag
We in first place, you niggas last
It's big louie, I keep that tool-y
We got them 30 round clips we make a movie (yeah)
That sound like rob so don't get robbed
We keep em out, we like the mob
We punch you out just like yo job we getting groovy (yeah)
They be like who he? Bitch it's big louie
Whole lotta sharks you wanna fuck wit' us truly
It's a whole lotta opps on the block
That's a whole lotta niggas gettin' shot
Coroner pick em' up n' put em' on a cot (skrr)
Hit a whole lotta niggas wit' the mop
Hit a whole lotta niggas in they top
Keep goin' babygirl don't stop (whoa)
Oh that nigga push his luck now he dead
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led (ooohh)
We got sticks, we get stoned, and yo bitch wanna let me bone
Sly mu shigg and louie all these other niggas clones (ooohh) (woah)
All these other niggas fake, all these other nighas frauds
And really they just mad cause' I'm fuckin' on they broads (ha)
It's a whole lotta opps on the block
That's a whole lotta niggas gettin' shot
Coroner pick em' up n' put em' on a cot (skrr)
Hit a whole lotta niggas wit' the mop
Hit a whole lotta niggas in they top
Keep goin' babygirl don't stop (ooohh)
Oh that nigga push his luck now he dead
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led (ooohh)
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led (ooohh)
Swag surfin', alright look
It's a whole lotta opps on the block
That's a whole lotta niggas gettin' shot
Coroner pick em' up n' put em' on a cot
Hit a whole lotta niggas wit' the mop (wit' the mop)
Hit a whole lotta niggas in they top (in they top)
Keep goin' babygirl don't stop (don't stop)
Keep doin' what you doin' that relax me
I get her lit and she get freaky in the backseat (uh huh)
Shit get sticky it get wicked if you ask me (Eww)
Had to 6.2 his body should a never ran up (at all)
End up on a stretcher we gone pack that man up (uh huh)
Fold under that pressure we gone send dat man up
Sly fox be the gang no they cannot stand us (at all)
Teach his as a lesson we gone bless em' wit this weapon
Ima ride for my niggas that will slide bout' me (slide bout' me)
No lie know some killas that will die bout me (today)
I done made a lot of stains tryna clean plates
I done bussed a lot of brains tryna break bread (tryna break bread)
223 hit a nigha leg hit a nigha head
Nigha want smoke but he scared
Oh that nigga push his luck now he dead
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led
It's a whole lotta opps on the block
That's a whole lotta niggas gettin' shot
Coroner pick em' up n' put em' on a cot
Hit a whole lotta niggas wit' the mop
Hit a whole lotta niggas in they top
Keep goin' babygirl don't stop
Oh that nigga push his luck now he dead
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led (louie mother fuckin' los bitch)
Whole lotta opps, too many clips
Whole lotta sharks, we in this bitch
Louie and sly, I keep that five
Don't run up on me and get hit
He need some help gone pick em' up
All the opps dead go dig em' up
It's me and shigg, too many sticks
We too damn high to give a fuck (bitch)
Just did the dash, we on yo ass
Don't run up on me and get smashed
I'm bout' my cash, I need that bag
We in first place, you niggas last
It's big louie, I keep that tool-y
We got them 30 round clips we make a movie (yeah)
That sound like rob so don't get robbed
We keep em out, we like the mob
We punch you out just like yo job we getting groovy (yeah)
They be like who he? Bitch it's big louie
Whole lotta sharks you wanna fuck wit' us truly
It's a whole lotta opps on the block
That's a whole lotta niggas gettin' shot
Coroner pick em' up n' put em' on a cot (skrr)
Hit a whole lotta niggas wit' the mop
Hit a whole lotta niggas in they top
Keep goin' babygirl don't stop (whoa)
Oh that nigga push his luck now he dead
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led (ooohh)
We got sticks, we get stoned, and yo bitch wanna let me bone
Sly mu shigg and louie all these other niggas clones (ooohh) (woah)
All these other niggas fake, all these other nighas frauds
And really they just mad cause' I'm fuckin' on they broads (ha)
It's a whole lotta opps on the block
That's a whole lotta niggas gettin' shot
Coroner pick em' up n' put em' on a cot (skrr)
Hit a whole lotta niggas wit' the mop
Hit a whole lotta niggas in they top
Keep goin' babygirl don't stop (ooohh)
Oh that nigga push his luck now he dead
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led (ooohh)
Keep a whole lotta metal whole lotta led (ooohh)
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Writer(s): Jakima Reid
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