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[Chorus: Lotto Savage] Finesse a lil nigga, ran off with the pack [?] put two in your back [?] Ran off with your shit, and you ain't getting it back Sware you got money, you ain't having no cake That Roli that you holding, you know that it's fake [?] like Master P in 94 I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold Fold, fold, I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold Fold, fold, I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold Fold, fold, I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold [Verse 1: Lotto Savage] Sware I won't switch, and won't fold I could never ever, no Never flexin for these hoes Keeping it real, that the bro code All my niggas got them sticks [?] Everybody kickin shit [?] leave a nigga [?] [?] in the smart water Lotto Savage, yeah the don slaughter Your girl said that she want me to call her [?] Drinking lean out the pint, bairly stay on my feet Jolly ranchers and [?] [?] [?] Sware I won't switch, and sware I won't fold [?] My niggas they [?] and they all want a bag They all want the money, they all want the cash [Chorus: Lotto Savage] Finesse a lil nigga, ran off with the pack [?] put two in your back [?] Ran off with your shit, and you ain't getting it back Sware you got money, you ain't having no cake That Roli that you holding, you know that it's fake [?] like Master P in 94 I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold Fold, fold, I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold Fold, fold, I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold Fold, fold, I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold [Verse 2: Ralo] Ralo! I had a dream [?] I was banging on [?] I give a fuck about TMZ I go harder than Pimp C If you running off with the pack I promis you'll bring it back [?] won't relax [?] he gon get wacked I hit the lotto with Lotto We ain't got nothing to borro I'm in the street like a pothole You getting money, but I got more Ralo [?] bout to shoot him I got more apples than my computer Fuck with me while I get you nudered If it get loud, then Imma mute ya With the baking soda [?] They cannot control it They cannot aford it Bussin out the Roli Bussin out the [?] Cock and load it I just want the trophy I just want the money, I came from nothing I ain't run from nothing I ain't fronting nothing I ain't fronting shit [Chorus: Lotto Savage] Finesse a lil nigga, ran off with the pack [?] put two in your back [?] Ran off with your shit, and you ain't getting it back Sware you got money, you ain't having no cake That Roli that you holding, you know that it's fake [?] like Master P in 94 I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold Fold, fold, I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold Fold, fold, I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold Fold, fold, I sware I won't switch, and I sware I won't fold