Lotto Savage - Poked Out lyrics

[Intro: Shad da God] Actavis sh** man Bankroll mafia, slaughter gang sh** ay You know what the f** goin' on Yea, yea yea yea! [Hook: Lotto Savage & Shad da God] I roll wit the mafia Playin' 'round wit the cash and we choppin' ya I'm havin' a bankroll Don Savage Lotto Savage I can't pour God came wit a bankroll, 100 pounds wit young Lotto Came thru in a Audi, hangin' out wit the draco And we just left a dope block, dope house wit a boatlock God bankroll poked up, Lotto bankroll poked up [Verse 1: Lotto Savage & Shad da God] God bankroll poked up, Lotto bankroll gotta bankroll I ain't starin' at none of these stank hoes In yo hood posted wit the dracos Me and Shad chasin' all the bankrolls We screamin' free the goat, I'm screamin' free the wolf Me and Shad ridin' 'round wit the sticks, we gon' f** around and have him paint sh** We gon' f** around and getcha chain snatched, all the ice on y'all all black (?) all black And my pockets filled wit nothin' but all (?) God skinny jeans poked out, Lotto balmain poked out Everything still trapped up, you can meet me at 4 spots I'm bout to go get that finley Saucin' it up for the b**hes I'm in the club like the kicthen I'm in that b**h wit (?) sh** Lil b**h I might show you a 50 100s 20s and 50s The dracos come wit the benz still [Hook: Lotto Savage & Shad da God] I roll wit the mafia Playin' 'round wit the cash and we choppin' ya I'm havin' a bankroll Don Savage Lotto Savage I can't pour God came wit a bankroll, 100 pounds wit young Lotto Came thru in a Audi, hangin' out wit the draco And we just left a dope block, dope house wit a boatlock God bankroll poked up, Lotto bankroll poked up [Verse 2: Shad da God & Lotto Savage] Run the check up lay low And anywhere where you can't go Poured up wit (?), done f**ed on his first girl (?) we blowin' up we got bankroll 100 rounds in the stick n***a, wit window down and let it really blow I got the gas and it really blow (?) Me and Lotto make the old sh** go, Lotto bankroll overload That paper in my hand a n***a gotta get that cash up Chasin' after money and we gotta get them racks yea Yea commas and digits, chasin' money me and Shad already did it I swear the rollie I swear the Audi, I'm hangin' wit (?) lil n***a come get me Juggin' these sticks don't play wit my gang, they'll slaugther better put sum respek on my name And I ain't wit the flexin cam for 21 forever n***a I'm tellin' you I won't don't change [Hook: Lotto Savage & Shad da God] I roll wit the mafia Playin' 'round wit the cash and we choppin' ya I'm havin' a bankroll Don Savage Lotto Savage I can't pour God came wit a bankroll, 100 pounds wit young Lotto Came thru in a Audi, hangin' out wit the draco And we just left a dope block, dope house wit a boatlock God bankroll poked up, Lotto bankroll poked up