Lotta That (feat. A$AP Ferg & Danny Seth)
[Hook: 1]Talking 'bout whiskey bottles(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)Talking 'bout skinny models(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)Talking 'bout groupie chicks(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)Talking 'bout lucid trips(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)I got a lot of hoes, all up on my dickI got a lot of o's, all up on my checkAnd yeah that loud ass tree(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)Bad chicks you wanna smoke with me?(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)[Verse 1: G-Eazy]Yeah I get a lot of checks and yeah I have a lot of sexAnd labels know I got up nextYeah she knows she got the bestI got her wet she got undressedI nutted all across her chestI don't even gotta flex, I never do respond to textsAnd now she went and got obsessedY'all are just the hottest messYou're simple you are not complexI'm sorry I am not impressedBack on my bullshit againI am having way too much funI'm in a section with 7 Kate Mosses around meI swear I can't only touch oneWhiskey no rumI gave her something to rub on her gum and her face just went numbStill going dumb cause I know where I'm fromBruh, bruh I speak that Bay Area tongue[Hook: 1][Verse 2: G-Eazy]Alcohol and weed, really anything you needBest believe we got a lotta thatStudio with hella purpI just put in hella work now look at where it got us atHeard you got some new shit comingFriends are all like "shoot me somethingHomie when you dropping that?"Maybe I could be the biggestRapper working in the business, wait, I never thought of thatJust take a look at the scores, I put numbers up on the boardsI'm in a section with modelsAnd you're at the bar tryna get at a cluster of foursWhen that bottle pours I just keep drinking it straightAnd get faded and pass out on floorsHomies like "Bro, that's my girl, what the fuck are you doing?"Oops, ain't know that was yours![Hook: 1][Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]Ah, I just shitted on youProbably licking your honey like Winnie the PoohKnock you on the ground then I'm lifting my bootHe get beat like Timbalands head of my groupThese ain't Louboutins, but there's red on my shoeCause I let that Ruger fly like a pelican doThis rapper shit light, I'm telling you, dudeWhen I flow niggas drown on jell-o canoesBetter learn your algebra and your decimals tooCause you square motherfuckers can't mess with my crewYour bitch on my dick and her lesbian booThey kiss on the dick, I caress on the boobsNow I'm just deciding on what R.Kelly'll doJust pissed on that bitch, filled her belly with juiceMinute Maid lemonade from my testicle, booThat's what a nigga get when you testing my crew (boo)[Hook: 2]Talking 'bout whiskey bottles(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)Talking 'bout skinny models(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)Talking 'bout groupie chicks(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)Talking 'bout lucid trips(Gotta lotta lotta lotta that x2)[Verse 4: Danny Seth](The British are coming)Man, I gotta lotta bitchesAll up on my dick head Danny"Can I suck you off" is all I'm really used to hearingCall me Mr. Greedy cause I'm not the type for sharingAnd I'm always seeing doubles so my bitches come in pairsThey tryna fuck with meAll my white girls sniffing BritneyThey never used to notice now they digging meReverse Gerald's name cause I get 'em Eazy-GFuck boy talking out of turnMy brothers leave you sleeping in an urnYeah, I've had a lotta sexAnd yeah, I've cut a lot of checksI'm counting so much paper until my fuckin' fingers hurtSwear I deaded off the beat somebody bring a hearseHoller at my at my manager it's 10 K for a verseThat's why I'm filling all these empty duffle bags for featuresDon't come around my presence with your mother's empty purse[Hook: 2]
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