Street Lottery - Zay Bandz, Yung Bleu

All I ever wanted was the mufuckin' money 10, 20, 50 keep it comin' I’m running

to that money yea I’m running I’m running to that money yea I’m running

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I’m a young rap nigga I might fuck a nigga bitch bunch a young trap niggas I

might take a nigga shit I just hit another lick I just ran off wit' a brick ill

just shoot another zip cuz' you know that I’m the shit I’m not fuckin' wit no

syrup bitch I’m walkin' wit a limp I might tell like a blimp I just had to

check my temp' she gone suck me till I drip I get love in my city fucked her

wit' the pistol on me we make love in my tenni’s I got drugs in my kidneys

drugs in the ceiling we not lovin' these bitches we not lovin' these bitches

yea I’m pushin' the drop top we makin the cops watch I’m poppin' like pop rocks

we got the key to the block block and I’m medicated pussy medicated but they

steadily hatin' on the you don’t know what I did you don’t know where I been

all the trials and cases all the smiling faces aye yay ya

All I ever wanted was the mufuckin' money 10, 20, 50 keep it comin' I’m running

to that money yea I’m running I’m running to that money yea I’m running

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In the foreign I’m a smash out hit the lotto like a scratch out hid a hunnid'

at my trap house I got what you want at my trap house street lottery you can’t

lie to me gotta couple shooters they my prodigy’s gotta have them bands just to

talk to me if I gotta that’s an extra fee I just wanna ball like I hit the

lotto I just filled a ball of that good gelato and you know this gas comes from

Colorado I just spent some cash on a super model street money like bank roll

cash money like baby now hunnid rounds in my draco hell naw we ain’t savin'

them cash around all these freak hoes hell naw we ain’t saving them aww no no

no no

All I ever wanted was the mufuckin' money 10, 20, 50 keep it comin' I’m running

to that money yea I’m running I’m running to that money yea I’m running

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