[00:00.000] 作曲 : Olivia Day
[00:06.345] Delta, delta, delta
[00:08.000] That boy broke, he tryna win the lottery
[00:09.637] And they see my name, and they copy me
[00:11.127] This is real money, not Monopoly
[00:12.645]Told that nigga that there ain't no stopping me
[00:14.235] Tryna be yourself, but you a wannabe, woah
[00:16.121] Maison Margiela designin' my (Clothes)
[00:18.137] But you know how it goes
[00:19.128]
[00:19.583]I bailed myself out, come get back your swag, nigga
[00:22.522] And I can't pronounce who made this sweater, it's not average
[00:25.850]Give a **** 'bout that cloning shit, I'm not your dad, ****
[00:28.900]But maybe that shit the reason that I'm first, you last, ****
[00:31.261]And I win, I win, I win, nigga, I'm a rockstar with that fit
[00:33.995] And these waxed jeans come from Rick
[00:35.463] Like I'm in a band, got drums with the stick
[00:37.094] That boy is too lame, he not coming in
[00:38.764]Bitch, you not TJ, three shots and I win
[00:40.118] Nah, matter of fact, two shots, and you out
[00:41.822] Piss in your gravestone, and I'm out (Oh)
[00:46.276] We count ****ing co-commas
[00:49.117] Y-You not up like this, put it on your momma
[00:52.411] And everything I touch: millions, like I painted Mona (Oh)
[00:56.810]
[00:57.999] That boy broke, he tryna win the lottery
[00:59.708] And they see my name, and they copy me
[01:01.171] This is real money, not Mono—
[01:02.690]Told that nigga that there ain't no stopping me
[01:04.175] Tryna be yourself, but you a wannabe, woah
[01:06.155] Maison Margiela designin' my (Clothes)
[01:08.045] B-But you know how it goes
[01:09.167]
[01:09.321] And I'm back
[01:10.197] B-B-Back then, had nobody with me
[01:12.349] I'ma-I'ma-I'ma get this money up, I'ma stack it to the ceiling
[01:15.677]And I got a pretty lil' bitch, they asking me how I'm feeling
[01:18.357] (How you feel?) Nah, **** all that, you know I feel great
[01:20.881] 'Cause I told my grandma, "You don't gotta worry"
[01:22.647] "'Bout the lottery, none of that shit"
[01:24.102] I'll touch a million before I turn thirty
[01:25.799]And that's on my life in this bitch
[01:27.230] If you tryna go up, better hurry
[01:28.877] 'Cause when I'm up, then that's it
[01:30.432] I'm making plays, he still playing the lottery
[01:32.056] You know damn well that he sick
[01:33.659]
[01:35.560] (That boy broke, he tryna win the lottery)
[01:46.893] (Trying, trying, trying, but still can't win)
[01:49.877] (Trying, trying, trying, but still can't win)
[01:53.147] (Trying, trying, trying, but still can't win)
[01:56.226] (Trying, trying, trying, but still can't win)

作曲 : Olivia Day
Delta, delta, delta
That boy broke, he tryna win the lottery
And they see my name, and they copy me
This is real money, not Monopoly
Told that nigga that there ain't no stopping me
Tryna be yourself, but you a wannabe, woah
Maison Margiela designin' my (Clothes)
But you know how it goes
I bailed myself out, come get back your swag, nigga
And I can't pronounce who made this sweater, it's not average
Give a **** 'bout that cloning shit, I'm not your dad, ****
But maybe that shit the reason that I'm first, you last, ****
And I win, I win, I win, nigga, I'm a rockstar with that fit
And these waxed jeans come from Rick
Like I'm in a band, got drums with the stick
That boy is too lame, he not coming in
Bitch, you not TJ, three shots and I win
Nah, matter of fact, two shots, and you out
Piss in your gravestone, and I'm out (Oh)
We count ****ing co-commas
Y-You not up like this, put it on your momma
And everything I touch: millions, like I painted Mona (Oh)
That boy broke, he tryna win the lottery
And they see my name, and they copy me
This is real money, not Mono—
Told that nigga that there ain't no stopping me
Tryna be yourself, but you a wannabe, woah
Maison Margiela designin' my (Clothes)
B-But you know how it goes
And I'm back
B-B-Back then, had nobody with me
I'ma-I'ma-I'ma get this money up, I'ma stack it to the ceiling
And I got a pretty lil' bitch, they asking me how I'm feeling
(How you feel?) Nah, **** all that, you know I feel great
'Cause I told my grandma, "You don't gotta worry"
"'Bout the lottery, none of that shit"
I'll touch a million before I turn thirty
And that's on my life in this bitch
If you tryna go up, better hurry
'Cause when I'm up, then that's it
I'm making plays, he still playing the lottery
You know damn well that he sick
(That boy broke, he tryna win the lottery)
(Trying, trying, trying, but still can't win)
(Trying, trying, trying, but still can't win)
(Trying, trying, trying, but still can't win)
(Trying, trying, trying, but still can't win)