Lyrics Lottery - Lukrative , Abbas

Yeah, let's go to work, let's just go to work
We just some NOLA boys, yeah yeah

We so up yeah, we so fucking up
I'm so stuck yeah, on these fucking Xans
But I still got a motherfucking plan, yeah yeah yeah
Won the lottery, yeah
Abbas Mohammadi, yeah
Shawty on top of me, yeah
I won the lottery
All these shawties all around me wanna be on top of me, yeah
All these shawties all around me wanna be topping me

I'm the goat like LeBron but no flopping B
All these shawties all around me that's bad company
Nothing in life comes free, but I'm on a shopping spree
I don't really give no fucks, hit you with that melee
I might hit that three peat like the warriors, but I do no pussy moves, yeah shoutout Kevin Durant
You wanna ball so hard but you can't cuz you don't have a game plan

Walk around the building, see a brown boy balling, know that's me
Came up in this bitch from the ground, I don't get shit for free
When you stacking rappers side by side to me, none of them compete
Fucked that lil hoe, killed the pussy
Homie rest in peace, homie rest in peace, homie rest in peace

Let me get the check please, don't forget to split that shit You a lil ass bitch yeah
I'm gonna go my way, yeah
You stuck in a ditch yeah, you stuck in sand
I don't understand, I be the man
Cause I work fucking hard every fucking day
And I wake up early, I'm a early bird
You worry too much bout her, now you getting curved

Walk around the building, see a brown boy balling, know that's me
Came up in this bitch from the ground, I don't get shit for free
When you stacking rappers side by side me, none of them compete
Fucked that lil hoe, killed the pussy homie rest in peace
Homie rest in peace, homie rest in peace

Abbas Mohammadi got the recipe
I just do this shit off my fucking top, off my fucking brain
That's why I get me some brain from a fine ass hoe
Fine ass hoe, fine ass hoe, I'm a wild ass hoe, yeah
Necklace froze, yeah, give me bout two years
2020 Vision now so fucking clear
Yeah yeah, Abbas, and Lukrative: we just some NOLA boys
Yeah, we just some NOLA boys
Yeah, stupid ass wearing some corduroys, but I'm cold like the winter
Fucking your bitch and gave her that wood
Now I got a motherfucking splinter, too bad I'm a fucking winner, yeah
Yeah, speaking that shit into existence
Yeah, fucking that bitch we be in the kitchen, I'm pimpin
Abbas, I never met him, but I miss him
So I stay swaggin, I look good even when I'm not matching
Homie what happened? Heard you been lacking; heard you been slacking
Get up off your ass, go and get you a bag
Go and get you a bag, yeah yeah

Walk around the building, see a brown boy balling, know that's me
We so up yeah, we so fucking up yeah
I'm so stuck yeah, on these fucking Xans yeah
But I still got a motherfucking plan, you dig