Allan Kingdom - Lots lyrics

[Hook] Hey, I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need Oh my God, Oh my God I got everything you [Verse 1: Finding Novyon] Colder than Hell Don't put that Dope on the scale Hundreds have failed b**hes be wishin' me well n***as be wishin' I fell, but I prevail Hit the hammer on the nail The b**h that I'm with thick as hell She carry my bail Just in a case a n***a trippin' and I leave him missin' You know that my bae never tell I'm Michael Phelps, and I swim in that p**y Somethin' you never felt b**hes be grabbin' all over my belt I'm tryna' ball like I'm in NFL Man, can't you tell? I got stories to tell I got so many tales b**hes be feelin' me like I was Braille I just run through 'em and roll up a L I got lots [Hook] I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need Oh my God, Oh my God I got everything you need [Verse 2: Allan Kingdom] I got everything you wishin' If I promise, you will see I am not your politician I got everything you Dreamin' 'bout, schemin' 'bout Trees are loud, tool as well Rollin' so deep wit' my team n***a who's at the Adele? Who's a feelin' what I spit, feel the vibe Do something, end up in Ripley's tonight I got thots, I got thots All my b**hes surround me I got lost, I got lost Baby thicker than ice cream In a straw, I want top I'm with NOVYON & Team That's a squad, ladies squat Got the sauce, I got it [Hook] I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need Oh my God, Oh my God I got everything you need [Verse 3: Finding Novyon] b**hes be all on my jock, aye b**hes be givin' me top, aye I never match wit' my socks, aye I never trapped on the block, aye No finger prints on the Glock, woo No evidence of me sellin' the rock, aye What they goin' say when I pull up, damn Boy I'm goin' flex like a Pull Up, damn Boy I'm the sh** like a pull up Trayvon Martin wit' my hood up, I'm a threat Hey! got $4 chain on my neck My n***a I dress to impress Copin' sh** just like I serve and protect Stunt on my ex I got lots [Hook] I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need I got lots, I got lots I got everything you need Oh my God, Oh my God I got everything you I got everything you I got everything you I got everything you I got everything you