JT the Bigga Figga - A Lot Of Dat lyrics

[Intro:] I mean when you put' n***as with lil Mexico .. Zone 6, Zone 1, West Coast, hey! I bounced in a car with a lot of money, yep Duffle bag filled up with till my tummy Rock on my lap, I'm feeling good (why?) Just made a play in your neighborhood (OK!) Deeping to that city, yep Bounced out on.. Money gramming on' my confirmation say locking low Pa**ed worst, stay linked in Every word from my ink pen Bought my b**h that pink Benz So she can ride with them' I told yeah, aha, aha! Love game, morning good, men.. can go to sh**, sponsored links d**h row, but I'm on the hood, yeah! d**h row, but my homies at Sending love I'm sending back big money, big stacks. Baby momma, they're bringing packs! Hook: Yeah, I already know, we got a whole lot Foreign cup, paper tale, we're going for a throb Club night, VIP, we pop a lot of bottles (don't clame) Hotel, live before with a lot of mobs. Money, d**, you know we keep a lot of 'em Cars, hoes, you know we keep a lot of 'em (whatever) Guns, haters, you know we keep a lot of 'em (let go) Bowling, flex never hit the lot of 'em! Money, cars, girls, got a lot of that (free bandz) Disrespect free bandz, you just shot for that (stay calm!) Give a f**, what's wrong with it? You can't bring it back (no! You know dope boy rules when you're selling crack (aha) You wanna be a boss, gotta be humble (be humble!) ..gonna try not to fumble The remix bricks I got all it (remix!) That foe foe money blue a lot of that (count up)! Got a couple ..about the boat.. Lived for ten in the hood and I ain't on the block It feels good when you're winning and you're on top (winning) Street education, yeah, I've got a lot! (let's go!) Hook: Yeah, I already know, we got a whole lot Foreign cup, paper tale, we're going for a throb Club night, VIP, we pop a lot of bottles (don't clame) Hotel, live before with a lot of mobs. Money, d**, you know we keep a lot of 'em Cars, hoes, you know we keep a lot of 'em (whatever) Guns, haters, you know we keep a lot of 'em (let go) Bowling, flex never hit the lot of 'em! The n***a try to play me for the whole bundle I ran a nickel package so the n***a fumble He never understood how the streets connected A' never disrespect me! Run a plan, don't understand Yeah, n***a I'm over you! Same thing that opium do n***a, billion dollars I'm smoking' Cush packs, eliminate when that' stay Standing on that corner, man We got boy coming with that money plan! It's fee, yeah, Panemera whipping at Turbo, foe a**, yeah n***a clipping at Jumped out that lane, pushed out with that big bag Talked to my young n***a, he came up with that red flag That blue flag, that black flag! Hook: Yeah, I already know, we got a whole lot Foreign cup, paper tale, we're going for a throb Club night, VIP, we pop a lot of bottles (don't clame) Hotel, live before with a lot of mobs. Money, d**, you know we keep a lot of 'em Cars, hoes, you know we keep a lot of 'em (whatever) Guns, haters, you know we keep a lot of 'em (let go) Bowling, flex never hit the lot of 'em!