Lotta (feat. Fonto)

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 "f*ck 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 F*ck 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