Lotta That (feat. A$AP Ferg & Danny Seth)

作曲：Gerald Gillum,James William Lavigne,Christoph Andersson,Darold Brown,Danny Seth Bell

作词：Gerald Gillum,James William Lavigne,Christoph Andersson,Darold Brown,Danny Seth Bell

Talking bout whiskey bottles

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout skinny models

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout groupie chicks

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout lucid trips

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

I got a lot of hoes all up on my **

I got a lot of o's all up on my check

And yeah that loud a** tree

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Bad chicks you wanna smoke with me

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Yeah I get a lot of checks and yeah I have a lot of sex

And labels know I got up next

Yeah she knows she got the best

I got her wet she got undressed

I nutted all across her chest

I don't even gotta flex I never do respond to texts

And now she went and got obsessed

Y'all are just the hottest mess

You're simple you are not complex

I'm sorry I am not impressed

Back on my b******t again

I am having way too much fun

I'm in a section with 7 Kate Mosses around me

I swear I can't only touch one

Whiskey no rum

I gave her something to rub on her gum and her face just went numb

Still going dumb cause I know where I'm from

Bruh bruh I speak that Bay Area tongue

Talking bout whiskey bottles

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout skinny models

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout groupie chicks

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout lucid trips

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

I got a lot of hoes all up on my **

I got a lot of o's all up on my check

And yeah that loud a** tree

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Bad chicks you wanna smoke with me

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Alcohol and w**d really anything you need

Best believe we got a lotta that

Studio with hella purp

I just put in hella work now look at where it got us at

Heard you got some new sh*t coming

Friends are all like shoot me something

Homie when you dropping that

Maybe I could be the biggest

Rapper working in the business wait I never thought of that

Just take a look at the scores I put numbers up on the boards

I'm in a section with models

And you're at the bar tryna get at a cluster of fours

When that bottle pours I just keep drinking it straight

And get faded and pass out on floors

Homies like Bro that's my girl what the f**k are you doing

Oops ain't know that was yours

Talking bout whiskey bottles

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout skinny models

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout groupie chicks

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout lucid trips

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

I got a lot of hoes all up on my **

I got a lot of o's all up on my check

And yeah that loud a** tree

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Bad chicks you wanna smoke with me

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Ah I just shitted on you

Probably licking your honey like Winnie the Pooh

Knock you on the ground then I'm lifting my boot

He get beat like Timbalands head of my group

These ain't Louboutins but there's red on my shoe

Cause I let that Ruger fly like a pelican do

This rapper sh*t light I'm telling you dude

When I flow ** drown on jell-o canoes

Better learn your algebra and your decimals too

Cause you square motherf**kers can't mess with my crew

Your b**ch on my ** and her lesbian boo

They kiss on the ** I caress on the boobs

Now I'm just deciding on what R Kelly'll do

Just pissed on that b**ch filled her belly with juice

Minute Maid lemonade from my testicle boo

That's what a ni**a get when you testing my crew

Talking bout whiskey bottles

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout skinny models

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout groupie chicks

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout lucid trips

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Man I gotta lotta b**ches

All up on my ** head Danny

Can I suck you off is all I'm really used to hearing

Call me Mr Greedy cause I'm not the type for sharing

And I'm always seeing doubles so my b**ches come in pairs

They tryna f**k with me

All my white girls sniffing Britney

They never used to notice now they digging me

Reverse Gerald's name cause I getem Eazy-G

F**k boy talking out of turn

My brothers leave you sleeping in an urn

Yeah I've had a lotta sex

And yeah I've cut a lot of checks

I'm counting so much paper until my f**kin' fingers hurt

Swear I deaded off the beat somebody bring a hearse

Holler at my at my manager it's 10 K for a verse

That's why I'm filling all these empty duffle bags for features

Don't come around my presence with your mother's empty purse

Talking bout whiskey bottles

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout skinny models

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout groupie chicks

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Talking bout lucid trips

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that

Gotta lotta lotta lotta that