Kevin Cossom - Lottery lyrics

[Hook: Ace Hood] n***a's hating on me like I just hit the lottery Getting real money, all them hustler's say they proud of me b**hes all on me like I just hit the lottery Heard you n***as pocket watching, I don't know probably Insane money like I just hit the lottery Fifty grand on me like I just hit the lottery Twenty bottles on the way, mother f** a bottle fee The way I'm blowing money you would think I won the lottery [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Ok now, mother f** these n***as, mother f** these b**hes I'm clenching on my nuts, that purp' smoke in my swisher Don't chase nothing with my liquor, hold sixteen in my pistol I'm getting money they know it, bout thirty grand what I'm holding This young n***a here balling, you Pee Wee and I'm Spawling You Jeremy Lin and I'm Jordan, you ice cold and I'm scalding Got a Phantom ghost no rent, that b**h cost me a grip Like a lot of a** in them hips, and an a** sitting on blam It look like I won the lottery, sh**ting on them no apologies Wipe my a** with your economy, cause I burn money no calories Same lame n***as keep hating, new money my fragrance Red bone from Asia, a** sitting bodacious, huh [Hook] [Verse 2: Kevin Cossom] Yeah, got the granite counter tops with the marble floors Getting money Lionel Richie, no comedores So what? I f**ed your b**h, but what you calling for Small thing to a giant, call me dinosaur Them hating n***as making sour, I make lemonade Buy expensive things, even my linen paid She bring her freaky friends over, let me penetrate Pop a pill, f** them while they rolling then escape f**, but a n***a's just trying to get paid Her ? that's my taste, half a mill for the crib I'll stay Damn a n***a balling like I'm in a league, on some bullsh** call me Scotty P [Hook] [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Ok, I'm riding around and I'm getting it, couple grand in my Dickie's Pocket full of them hundreds, with a fat bag of that sticky Got a yellow b**h in them Vicky's, and she gotta be thinking I'm so picky If she f**ing with me she winning, that p**y good and I'm spending Got big money I blow it, oh look mama it's snowing Them whips they driving is foreign, blew a quarter mill cause it's boring Got blood under my sneakers, it's ten K for my feature Your b**h in love with my features, If I like your chick I might keep her It look like I hit the lottery, neck worth about a quarter key Next trip I'm going over seas, name another n***a hot as me [Hook]