Spending it remix (Send it)

[Chorus]-Lotto

 

Came from the south, I done made a couple M's

I can get a nigga hit, you better mind your business

Made it to the top, I cut off a couple friends

Daddy always used to tell me I'm way too friendly

Remember they were hatin' when I'd pull up in the Benz

Now them bitches gon' be sick when I pull up in the Bentley

'Bout the brand new money, countin' hundreds

Comin' in so fast that I can't even spend it

 

[Verse 1]

 

One, two, three, four

Big Matrix knock your ass to the floor

Your bitch a slut everyone already knows

The ferryman gonna carry your ass now

Not hot you got jumped trying to stunt

Who the fuck are you gonna trust now?

You've been talking all that bullshit, but you can't play

You claim to be the king, but you're just a poser

Your rhymes are shit, and your flow sounds like sucking dick

Writing checks we know your ass can't possibly pay

 

[Chorus]-Lotto

 

Came from the south, I done made a couple M's

I can get a nigga hit, you better mind your business

Made it to the top, I cut off a couple friends

Daddy always used to tell me I'm way too friendly

Remember they were hatin' when I'd pull up in the Benz

Now them bitches gon' be sick when I pull up in the Bentley

'Bout the brand new money, countin' hundreds

Comin' in so fast that I can't even spend it

 

[Verse 2]

 

I'm the real deal, the ultimate contender

You can try to diss me, but yours sound like dick stay woke

I'll come back harder, leave you in the ditch

What's that sound? Like the rope snapping back

The only time your hating ass hangs with the greats

I'm about to put you in your place, expose ya

Too bad the trash already took itself out'

I didn't even have to leave bras behind

That's what you get fucking with big cash

Fuck around and find out with the crash will do

 

[Chorus]-Lotto

 

Came from the south, I done made a couple M's

I can get a nigga hit, you better mind your business

Made it to the top, I cut off a couple friends

Daddy always used to tell me I'm way too friendly

Remember they were hatin' when I'd pull up in the Benz

Now them bitches gon' be sick when I pull up in the Bentley

'Bout the brand new money, countin' hundreds

Comin' in so fast that I can't even spend it