LOTTO
F.O.H Lyrics
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I go out to foreign shut it down up in the disco
If I won the lotto max, what I'm gonna switch for
Brody be like, how you hella rich, still moving bricks for
All about the money and the music and the bros
If we talking money and the music got a fistful
Homie, get to talking, out of turn I got a pistol
How it get so hot up in the summer that my wrist froze
Gotta stay low, OPP tryna hunt us
I'ma keep it G, I'ma keep it honest
Double A M gang, gang, keep the 40 on us
Trapper turned rapper, never was a gunner
I could be your plug now, started off a runner
Brown paper cash, yeah, we stack it by the hundred
Diamonds all wet, trap house doing numbers
Name another rapper going dumb, I'm going dumber
Homie had his chance, now I'm back, what a bummer
Ain't no other rapper moving sicker with the flows
Still the same Tony, but I'm switching up the tones
More money, more bricks, and I get it for the lows
Music make me money, I still get it for the bros
Rules of the road, and I'm sticking to the code
Shawty wanna tie me down, but I'm sticking with my hoes
I might get pulled over wanna see how fast the whip go
I go out to foreign shut it down up in the disco
If I won the lotto max, what I'm gonna switch for
Brody be like, how you hella rich, still moving bricks for
All about the money and the music and the bros
If we talking money and the music got a fistful
Homie get to talking, out of turn I got a pistol
How it get so hot up in the summer, that my wrist froze
If I won the lotto max why I gotta switch up
Looking like money, think it's time for a picture
Bitches look at me, I do my dance, this is not TikTok
Cops out in the city, need that pack, need a pit stop
Unorthodox, how I move, that's my crip walk
Talking nice, I should go laugh, I let the stick talk
And over there, that little shawty looking, tickazz
You should come back to the telly with my niccas
We getting lit, we outside shit, brick
Hold a pistol strong, big barrel, shit, kick
Stars in the ceiling looking down, I'm getting neckazz
I just play the cut when you see me, but I look like head honcho
Might as well go call me head honChoz
And you should listen when I'm telling how it's gon' go
I see you looking over there, little shawty, come close
And when I hit the lotto, we gon' call Tonez
I might get pulled over, wanna see how fast the whip go
I go out to foreign shut it down up in the disco
If I won the lotto max, what I'm gonna switch for
Brody be like, how you hella rich, still moving bricks for
All about the money and the music and the bros
If we talking money and the music got a fistful
Homie get to talkin out of turn I got a pistol, how it get so hot up in the summer that my wrist froze
The lyrics of F.O.H's song "Lotto" depict a lifestyle centered around money, music, and loyalty to friends. The song begins with an expression of excitement about the possibility of getting pulled over while driving a fast car and showing off in a foreign country. The artist then imagines what he would do if he won the lottery, questioning why he would need to change his current lifestyle. He refers to a friend named Brody, who wonders why someone who is already wealthy would continue engaging in illicit activities, like moving drugs.
The song emphasizes the importance of money and music in the artist's life, considering them as top priorities alongside friendships. The artist boasts about having a significant amount of money and being willing to use a gun to protect his interests when someone talks out of turn. The lyrics also mention the extreme heat of the summer, causing the artist's wrist to freeze and his friend to miss out on two summers, possibly implying negative consequences or missed opportunities due to the lifestyle they lead.
The second verse continues to emphasize the artist's desire to maintain his current lifestyle, even if he were to win the lottery. With a confident and assertive tone, he describes his impressive appearance and dance moves, while also mentioning encounters with the police and needing to make pit stops to replenish their supplies. The artist refers to his unique way of moving, comparing it to the dance associated with gang affiliation.
The lyrics also touch upon the artist's success with women, indicating that they are attracted to him and inviting a specific woman to join him and his friends. The mention of guns and violence in the lyrics suggests a potentially dangerous environment that the artist navigates. The song concludes by teasing the idea of hitting the lottery and calling someone named Tonez when that happens.
Overall, "Lotto" portrays a lifestyle that revolves around money, music, and loyalty, with an emphasis on the artist's refusal to compromise his values or change his lifestyle even if he were to come into major wealth. The lyrics also touch upon various aspects of the artist's environment, such as run-ins with the police, partying in foreign countries, and interactions with women.
Line by Line Meaning
I might get pulled over, wanna see how fast the whip go
I have the urge to test the speed of my car and it might attract the attention of law enforcement
I go out to foreign shut it down up in the disco
When I go to clubs in different countries, I always make a big impact and have a great time
If I won the lotto max, what I'm gonna switch for
If I were to win a huge lottery jackpot, what would I change in my life?
Brody be like, how you hella rich, still moving bricks for
My friend Brody wonders why I'm still involved in illegal activities despite being financially successful.
All about the money and the music and the bros
My priorities revolve around making money, pursuing my music career, and staying loyal to my friends.
If we talking money and the music got a fistful
When it comes to discussing money and the music industry, I always have a substantial amount to contribute
Homie, get to talking, out of turn I got a pistol
If someone starts speaking out of turn, I have a gun to silence them
How it get so hot up in the summer that my wrist froze
It's so hot outside in the summer that even my wrist, which is usually unaffected, becomes extremely cold
How it get so hot up in the summer that my dog missed the next two summers
It's so unbearably hot in the summer that my dog couldn't handle it and didn't experience the past two summers
Gotta stay low, OPP tryna hunt us
We must remain discreet because the police are actively searching for us
I'ma keep it G, I'ma keep it honest
I will always stay true to myself and be completely truthful
Double A M gang, gang, keep the 40 on us
I represent the Double A M gang and we always carry a 40 caliber gun for protection
Trapper turned rapper, never was a gunner
I used to be involved in drug dealing, but now I'm pursuing a career as a rapper and I was never inclined to be violent with firearms
I could be your plug now, started off a runner
I have advanced from being a simple drug runner to becoming a major drug supplier for others
Brown paper cash, yeah, we stack it by the hundred
We accumulate large amounts of cash and neatly stack it in brown paper bags
Diamonds all wet, trap house doing numbers
My diamond jewelry is shining and sparkling, and my drug dealing operation is generating significant profits
Name another rapper going dumb, I'm going dumber
Challenge anyone to find a rapper who is acting foolish, because I'm acting even more foolish
Homie had his chance, now I'm back, what a bummer
Another rapper had an opportunity, but now I've returned and overshadowed him, which is disappointing for him
Ain't no other rapper moving sicker with the flows
No other rapper can match my talent and creativity when it comes to delivering rap verses
Still the same Tony, but I'm switching up the tones
Although my name is still Tony, I'm changing my rap style and delivery to bring variety
More money, more bricks, and I get it for the lows
As I accumulate more wealth, I also acquire more drugs at lower prices
Music make me money, I still get it for the bros
While music is my main source of income, I also provide drugs for my friends
Rules of the road, and I'm sticking to the code
I abide by the rules and principles of the streets, and I remain loyal to them
Shawty wanna tie me down, but I'm sticking with my hoes
A girl wants to settle down in a relationship with me, but I prefer to stay loyal to multiple women
Looking like money, think it's time for a picture
I appear wealthy and successful, so people believe it's an opportune moment to take a photo with me
Bitches look at me, I do my dance, this is not TikTok
Women admire me, and when I confidently dance, it's not just for social media like TikTok
Cops out in the city, need that pack, need a pit stop
The police are present in the city and I urgently need to make a quick stop to restock my supply
Unorthodox, how I move, that's my crip walk
I have a unique and unconventional way of operating, which is represented through my distinct dance style known as the crip walk
Talking nice, I should go laugh, I let the stick talk
When someone speaks kindly to me, I find it amusing and I prefer to let my firearm do the talking
And over there, that little shawty looking, tickazz
I notice a particular attractive girl over there, and she has a seductive appearance
You should come back to the telly with my niccas
You should come back to my hotel room with my friends
We getting lit, we outside shit, brick
We're having a great time, partying and engaging in various activities, such as drug dealing
Hold a pistol strong, big barrel, shit, kick
I confidently handle a large firearm with a powerful recoil
Stars in the ceiling looking down, I'm getting neckazz
The luxurious car interior has star-shaped lights on the ceiling and I'm receiving oral sex
I just play the cut when you see me, but I look like head honcho
I remain low-key when people see me, but my appearance gives the impression of being an influential leader
Might as well go call me head honChoz
I might as well be referred to as the head honChoz, emphasizing my high status
And you should listen when I'm telling how it's gon' go
You should pay attention and heed my instructions about how things will unfold
I see you looking over there, little shawty, come close
I notice you glancing at me from afar, so why don't you come closer to me
And when I hit the lotto, we gon' call Tonez
If I were to win the lottery, my friends and I would refer to each other by our nicknames, including calling me Tonez
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Anthony Patterson, Micah Williams
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