Jackpot

[Produced By Jahlil Beats]

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

We ain't playing no games, man

We just spend money, nigga

Hahaha

Just do what you do best and look

That 2012 shit

Jahlil Beats, holla at me

Banks

[Verse 1]

Man, I'm just fucking these hoes, like I'm crushing these shows

Hundred-dollar shoe-strings, nine bucks for these soles

Look in my eyes and see clouds, I'm puffing them Os

A three some ain't shit, I need a couple of those

Mister touch it when I want, pow, punch her with the rhymes

Tell ya girl we said "What's up?", we jump all the time

You got next? I got next after, no need to gas her

She geeking up cause I'm a rapper, skeet laughter

Catch me laughing at a bank today, laughing at a bank tomorrow

I do these niggas like my son, ya should thank my father

I make it rain harder

Hours later and her ass still shaking, like I hit it with a Taser (Yeah!)

Tryna get this money? Show me what ya momma gave ya (Yeah!)

Appetite is animal, so pardon my behavior

I split a crowd of bitches at the garden, I'm the savior

Hit after hit, knock the heart right outta hater

[Hook]

Spending is my hobby, I-I'm balling, sorry

Lately I've been having dreams of crushing everybody

Imma see you motherfuckers at the top

I'm coming and my mind's on nothing but the guap

They thought this shit was done, but the grind don't stop

I'm running through them one after one, 'cause I'm hot

I'mma hit ya hun, like the drum, make it drop

Then I'm looking for another one to taker her spot, jackpot

[Verse 2]

I'm the rawest in Queens, it's all for the green

Chicks ain't mine, they all for the team

I told her get in the six, cause they walking to me

I'm 'bout to murk me a bitch, white chalk on the scene

Money can't buy ya style, my style made to be fly (Mhm!)

I'm from the front so far, my glass facing the sky

She front she out the same minute, replace her in five

She ain't dope, she don't get digits, always my supply

I'm in the rocket chasing paper, my ego need an anchor

Ain't no way I'm gon' land this motherfucker 'less it's major (Ugh!)

Mami do me little favor, don't go catching feelings

Don't you go complaining, cause I'm not used to hearing (Ugh!)

By twenty one I made a million

Fast drops in my backdrop, chilling

Letting niggas see me, I don't pass blocks spilling (Mm!)

Roll up like a smoker with a bag-chopped ceiling

[Hook]

Spending is my hobby, I'm balling, sorry

Lately I've been having dreams of crushing everybody

I'ma see you motherfuckers at the top

I'm coming and my mind's on nothing but the guap

They thought this shit was done, but the grind don't stop

I'm running through them one after one, 'cause I'm hot

I'ma hit ya hun, like the drum, make it drop

Then I'm looking for another one to taker her spot, jackpot

[Bridge]

Spending is my hobby

Sorry

Crushing everybody

Spending is my hobby

Sorry

Crushing everybody

[Hook]

Spending is my hobby, I'm balling, sorry

Lately, I've been having dreams of crushing everybody

I'ma see you motherfuckers at the top

I'm coming and my mind's on nothing but the guap

They thought this shit was done, but the grind don't stop

I'm running through them one after one, 'cause I'm hot

I'ma hit ya hun, like the drum, make it drop

Then I'm looking for another one to taker her spot, jackpot