Lotto [Remix]
G-Eazy, Joyner Lucas, Yandel
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Joyner, Joyner, Joyner 508s Man's in the building Mally Mall Let's go! El banco siempre virao', abran la caleta Medio melón que vale mi muñeca Hay muchos que lo han tratao', no tienen la receta No le temo a los nombre', la calle me respeta Un par de Mercedes y yo ni los guio Tenemos de to', estamos bendecio's (bendecio's) Si no es en la calle, es en el estudio metio' Y en el cuello hielo, siempre, siempre estamo' frío' Frío', frío', frío', los diamante' de mis prenda' Millo, millo, millo, pero el palo siempre anda cerca Soy leyenda como Tito, soy boricua y no me quitó La baby me ve en la Lambo y yo sin tocarla me dice "que rico" I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I'm the realest nigga, I know I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I just hit the fuckin' lotto I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I'm the realest nigga, I know I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I just hit the fuckin' lotto I'm still waitin' on Drake to hit me up and say "What's good, J?" (where) "I need a feature on my album if you could J" (yeah) I slide on a ho and she look gray (look) And my whip matte black but it look gray (yeah) It took a while just to get me in a good place (what?) Told the press never thought I'd see a good day (yeah) They tried to put me in a box with some duct tape Nigga you ought to open up the motherfuckin' floodgates (brrah) Look, me and Yandel hit the jackpot (jackpot) Tired of being broke, just a have not And back then I was on the crack rock Tryna make the checks like a livin' at the jack spot I need an old school Chevy with the rack top (rack top) Hit the switches on a ho, make her ass drop (blah) Say Joyner got the streets on a padlock Know I gotta do it for my city, I'm the mascot It's for them niggas on a six yard For them hoes that never thought I'd make it this far Remember you was on top, you was in charge (woah) Now you livin' on my shadow like split star Always knew one day I'd be this large (yeah) Born and raised out of Mass but I live far Got a strong right jab and I hit hard F*ck around and leave a nigga leakin' like discharge Salimos a la calle, siempre estamos en play Entramos a la disco como dieciséis Me vieron en base como en el face Y si fantasmea, no le vo'a dar break La movie en P.R. como en USA Ustedes no pasan ni del TSA Yo siempre en la mía, viajando en privado Y ustede' to'itos esperando en el gate Con to' los diamante' cómo Thanos (¡Oh-oh!) Ya la baby tiene todo pago (¡Oh-oh!, cash) Ustede' roncando que son malo' (¡Oh-oh!) Y yo haciendo millone' con to' lo que grabo (¡Oh-oh!) En la calle estamo' claro (Valentino) Todo Gucci, todo caro A lo' haters que me sigan dando follow Mientras contando dinero, estoy ocupado (¡Plo!) I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I'm the realest nigga, I know I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I just hit the fuckin' lotto El banco siempre virao', abran la caleta (la caleta) Medio melón que vale mi muñeca Hay muchos que lo han tratao', no tienen la receta (feel like I just won the lotto) No le temo a los nombre', la calle me respeta (Joyner, I got you) It's my birthday I'm 'bout to get high, high I tell a broke bitch "Bye, bye" Spaceship whip, look sci-fi Mally think I'm alien but I'm the guy, guy Came home, my bitch got me dry, dry But it's COVID-19, no high five (nope) I'm the best who ever did it and he got away with it I win like it ain't no tie, tie, ooh Why do I feel like Marshall? (Marshall) Coldest white rapper in the game Let me dig in my bag, my arsenal Your bitch tip-toe on my marble I ain't never been shit, ain't shit change I came up with this when your bitch came I always show up for the big game 400K on four wheels when I switch lanes Got brothers like Mally, like Joyner I got rich on my lawyer Got two hoes kissin', got two in the tub gettin' naked I think I might join her Was an angel until I destroyed her Go a yard back, I spoiled her Then it went to her head so I had to kick her out See her around, nowadays I avoid her I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I'm the realest nigga, I know I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I just hit the fuckin' lotto I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I'm the realest nigga, I know I say, uno, dos, tres, cuatro Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow I just hit the fuckin' lotto
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Written by: Ishmael Montague, Jamal Rashid, Joyner Lucas
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