"Shottas (Lala)" lyrics

"Shottas (Lala)"

Lala, haha, laugh to the bank
Go like, haha, dada, what she sayin'?
I heard blah, blah, water, rocks on me like I'm tata
Bye bye, sipping lean like it's aqua
Pop a Percocet before you choppa, choppa
When it bust you hear, papadar-jotta
Serving patience, I'ma trappa rasta
I been running with some shottas (GO)

Smoking shark lotto in a fish bowl wearing Prada
Gotta drink bottle from the doctor riding round with a NLE Choppa
Hard on a bitch and I said what I said
Too much blue money to go on unread
Better get low and start using yo legs
Pa-pa-pa boy hit at yo head
Mad at the nigga, now she up for grabs
Single and thirsty, bougie and ghetto
Don't wanna let go of me like a Eggo
Good pussy sound like you staring Alfredo
Last nigga diss us can't eat nothing but Jell-O
Heard he got hit with a carbon Carmello (Brrt)
Haters be hot but my chain below zero
Money keep calling I answer like hello (Yo)

Lala, haha, laugh to the bank
Go like, haha dada, what she sayin'?
I heard blah, blah, water, rocks on me like I'm tata
Bye bye, sipping lean like it's aqua
Pop a Percocet before you choppa, choppa
When it bust you hear, papadar-jotta
Serving patience, I'ma trappa rasta
I been running with some shottas

Whole lotta hunnids in a safe
Way more twenties in the vacuum sealed
Nigga be cool not straight
Get no hand shake if I know you squealed (Squealed)
Never made money playing safe (Nope)
Had to take them risks, kick doors, and steal
My lil mean dedicated on the drill
Laid there, I'm like twelve or ten

Swallow, gargle all in her mouth like some tonsils
Mall security kids she caught 'em
After you done just leave
Auto sending yo friends the things you brought 'em
Mama keep calling since you don't act like you got no sense
Act like you got money, funny
Red and blue Louis, no tummy
Dummy drip be running (Fast)

Lala, haha, laugh to the bank
Go like, haha dada, what she sayin'?
I heard blah, blah, water, rocks on me like I'm tata
Bye bye, sipping lean like it's aqua
Pop a Percocet before you choppa, choppa
When it bust you hear, papadar-jotta
Serving patience, I'ma trappa rasta
I been running with some shottas

Turn me up YC (Turn my up YC)


Writer(s): Demario Dewayne White Jr., Christopher A. Pearson
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