[Chorus: Lotto Savage]
Finesse a lil n***a, 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 n***as got them sticks
[?]
Everybody kickin shit
[?] leave a n***a [?]
[?] 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 n***as they [?] and they all want a bag
They all want the money, they all want the cash
[Chorus: Lotto Savage]
Finesse a lil n***a, 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 n***red
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 n***a, 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