Letra de Jackpot

[Produced By: Jahlil Beats]

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, we ain't playing no games, man
We spend money, nigga, just do what you do best and look
That two thousand and twelve shit, Banks

[Verso 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 O's
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 wassup, 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
Tryna get this money? Show me what ya momma gave ya
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'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
Imma hit ya hun, like the drum, make it drop
Then I'm looking for another one to taker her spot, jackpot

[Verso 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
Imma 'bout to murc me a bitch, white chalk on the scene
Money can't buy ya style, my style made to be fly
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 mutherfucker 'less it's major
Mami do me little favor, don't go catching feelings
Don't you go complaining, cause im not used to hearing
By twenty one I made a million, fast drops in my back drop chilling
Letting niggas see me, I dont pass blocks spilling
Roll up like a smoker with a bag chopped ceiling

[Hook]

[Puente] [x2]
Spending is my hobby, sorry, crushing everybody

[Hook]