Excessive money and womenโs attention are amongst some of the songโs themes alongside Joynerโs extensive luck, after ultimately hitting the lotto.
LOTTO
JOYNER LUCAS Lyrics
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It's my birthday, I'm 'bout to get lit-lit (lit-lit)
Might blow a bag on the drip-drip (drip)
Make it all back on a quick flip, ayy (ayy)
I just need cake and a thick bitch, ayy (ayy)
I ain't have much, just a wishlist (a wishlist)
Now the broke nigga doin' big shit (big shit)
So keep one eye open like Slick Rick (brra, brra-brra)
I got the drip game, nigga, I'm the big mane (big mane)
Switch lanes on 'em, hit the mid range (mid range)
Keep the big strap on me like a hitman (brra)
It go click-clack, willow-wallow, bing bang (brr-brra)
I ain't never been shit, ain't shit changed (shit changed)
But niggas get lame when you get fame (brra)
Can't sleep at night 'til I get brains
Got a mean ass pipe and a dick game
I got a bitch on my sofa (sofa)
I got a chip on my shoulder (shoulder)
You gotta live with your karma and if you get hurt
Then you got what you supposed to (boom)
I got hitters all over (over)
Told em' this is all over (all over)
I take the kids on drugs and line 'em all up
And get 'em all sober (woo)
I got a little check that I cashed out, ayy (ayy)
Credit card maxed out, ayy (ayy)
I get lit then I act out, ayy (ayy)
I ain't wanna do it but I blacked out, ayy (woo)
They say I need to be safe (safe)
I think I need to be straight
Fix your vibes, you need to be laced
You just need God or you need to meet Mase
I left my bitch, maybe we just need space (space)
I got gunners like Chris, like Niecey (like me)
I got brothers like Tip, like Breezy (like Breezy)
I got stunners like Wayne, like BG (okay)
I got a hood bitch all about the bread
And she only give me head 'cause the bed too squeaky (too squeak)
I'm too smart for a hoe tryna G me
A bitch be dumb if she ever try to leave me, word
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I'm the realest nigga, I know (brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (ooh, ooh)
I just hit the fuckin' lotto (bah)
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow (bah-bah)
I'm the realest nigga, I know (brra, brra-brra, hey)
I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (ooh)
I just hit the fuckin' lotto
Why do I feel like Manson? Oh (oh-oh)
Smoke y'all niggas, I feel like I just got cancer, ayy (ayy)
Murderin' streets, my anthem
All of y'all clowns is banter, ooh (banter)
Still can't pull your pants up
Kidnap kids like Amber (ayy)
Hold a lil' nigga for a ransom (ooh)
I moved from the trap to the mansion (mansion)
Went from the hooptie to a Phantom (word)
You niggas gassed up, don't amp 'em
I've never been pretty, but my mom think I'm handsome (yeah)
I hate niggas that flex on camera (camera)
Lil' kids always tryna throw tantrums (yeah)
All you motherfuckas dry like dandruff
You can get washed and I'll throw you in a hamper
I got a bitch on my sofa (sofa)
I got a chip on my shoulder (shoulder)
You gotta live with your karma and if you get hurt
Then you got what you supposed to (boom)
I got hitters all over (all over)
Told em' this is all over (all over)
I take the kids on lean and get 'em all clean
And give 'em all soda (boom)
Watch how I do it, I demonstrate, ooh (ooh)
I ain't gotta move, I renovate
I don't really pray, I meditate, yeah (whoa)
I ain't gotta jump, I levitate
Always on time, I'm never late (hey)
I was outside like every day
Tryna turn water into lemonade
Now I'm boo'd up like Ella Mai, I just wanna get away, whoa (oh)
You don't want war with a rich nigga (rich nigga)
You should hit the gym, get a bit bigger (oh)
I ain't got patience for bitch niggas (oh)
Wrap you in the basement with Big Tigger (Big Tigger)
Your bitch is a thot, you had kids with her (kids with her)
Your watch little lit, but my wrist litter (ayy)
He thought he had a plan 'til the feds hit him (ooh)
He thought he had a plan 'til the feds hit him
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I'm the realest nigga, I know (brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (ooh, ooh)
I just hit the fuckin' lotto (bah)
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow (bah-bah)
I'm the realest nigga, I know (brrra, brra-brra, hey)
I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (ooh)
I just hit the fuckin' lotto
The lyrics to Joyner Lucas's song "Lotto" are a reflection of his newfound wealth, success, and fame. He talks about blowing money on material things like expensive clothes, cars, and a thick woman, all while switching lanes and keeping a gun close by for protection. However, he remains humble despite his success and acknowledges that his life has changed for the better since hitting the "lotto." The repetition of the chorus emphasizes this feeling of hitting the jackpot and becoming a wealthy, powerful figure.
Joyner also touches on his past struggles, including having just a wishlist and now doing big things. He talks about leaving his former partner, possibly to focus on his career, but also mentions needing space. The verses highlight his aggressive and violent persona, with references to kidnapping and ransom, as well as his tendency to black out and act out. However, he remains confident in his abilities and remains the realest person he knows.
Overall, "Lotto" is a braggadocious song that showcases Joyner's wealth and success, but also delves into his past and current mindset. The chorus acts as a reminder that he has "hit the lotto" and will continue to grow and thrive financially and personally.
Line by Line Meaning
It's my birthday, I'm 'bout to get lit-lit (lit-lit)
It's my birthday, I'm about to have an amazing time
Might blow a bag on the drip-drip (drip)
I might spend a lot of money on designer clothes
Make it all back on a quick flip, ayy (ayy)
I can make the money back quickly through business opportunities
I just need cake and a thick bitch, ayy (ayy)
I just want to enjoy myself and have a curvy woman by my side
I ain't have much, just a wishlist (a wishlist)
I didn't have much before, just dreams and desires
Now the broke nigga doin' big shit (big shit)
Now I, who used to be poor, am doing great things
I got the gun lock, loaded, I'm ignant
I am armed and ready for anything, reckless
So keep one eye open like Slick Rick (brra, brra-brra)
Be cautious and alert like the rapper Slick Rick
I got the drip game, nigga, I'm the big mane (big mane)
I have the best style and swag, I am the boss
Switch lanes on 'em, hit the mid range (mid range)
I change my approach, adapt to different situations
Keep the big strap on me like a hitman (brra)
I always carry a big gun, like a professional killer
It go click-clack, willow-wallow, bing bang (brr-brra)
My gun makes quick, loud sounds when I shoot
I ain't never been shit, ain't shit changed (shit changed)
I was never considered important, and that hasn't changed
But niggas get lame when you get fame (brra)
But people become jealous and act fake when you become famous
Can't sleep at night 'til I get brains
I can't rest until I am successful and achieve my goals
Got a mean ass pipe and a dick game
I possess great sexual skills and abilities
I got a bitch on my sofa (sofa)
I have a woman at my house
I got a chip on my shoulder (shoulder)
I have a feeling of anger or resentment
You gotta live with your karma and if you get hurt
Then you got what you supposed to (boom)
You have to face the consequences of your actions and if you suffer, it's your own fault
I got hitters all over (over)
I have skilled and dangerous people surrounding me
Told em' this is all over (all over)
I warned them that it's all finished
I take the kids on drugs and line 'em all up
And get 'em all sober (woo)
I gather the young people who are addicted to drugs and help them recover
I got a little check that I cashed out, ayy (ayy)
I received a small amount of money and spent it all
Credit card maxed out, ayy (ayy)
I used up all the available credit on my credit card
I get lit then I act out, ayy (ayy)
When I get drunk or high, I start behaving recklessly
I ain't wanna do it but I blacked out, ayy (woo)
I didn't intend to do it, but I lost control and can't remember
They say I need to be safe (safe)
They advise me to take precautions and protect myself
I think I need to be straight
But personally, I think I need to be honest and true to myself
Fix your vibes, you need to be laced
You need to improve your energy and be more confident
You just need God or you need to meet Mase
You need spiritual guidance or to meet someone influential
I left my bitch, maybe we just need space (space)
I ended my relationship, maybe we just need time and distance
I got gunners like Chris, like Niecey (like me)
I have trusted individuals who are skilled with guns, just like me
I got brothers like Tip, like Breezy (like Breezy)
I have close friends who are like family, just like T.I. and Chris Brown
I got stunners like Wayne, like BG (okay)
I have friends who are charismatic and flashy, just like Lil Wayne and B.G.
I got a hood bitch all about the bread
And she only give me head 'cause the bed too squeaky (too squeak)
I have a girl from the hood who is focused on making money, and she only engages in oral sex because the bed makes noise
I'm too smart for a hoe tryna G me
I am too intelligent to be tricked by a promiscuous woman
A bitch be dumb if she ever try to leave me, word
Any woman who tries to leave me would be foolish to do so
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
I say, one, two, three, four
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Brown, white, female, male
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
Criminals, hard workers, and murderers follow me
I'm the realest nigga, I know (brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I am the most authentic person I know, highly respected
I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (ooh, ooh)
I just achieved a massive success or huge victory
Why do I feel like Manson? Oh (oh-oh)
Why do I feel like the infamous criminal Charles Manson?
Smoke y'all niggas, I feel like I just got cancer, ayy (ayy)
I will defeat and overpower all my enemies, it feels like a deadly disease to them
Murderin' streets, my anthem
I dominate the streets and violence is my theme
All of y'all clowns is banter, ooh (banter)
All of you fools are just meaningless chatter
Still can't pull your pants up
You still can't act mature and responsible
Kidnap kids like Amber (ayy)
I forcefully take children away, just like Amber Alerts for missing children
Hold a lil' nigga for a ransom (ooh)
I keep a young boy hostage until a large amount of money is paid
I moved from the trap to the mansion (mansion)
I went from living in a dangerous neighborhood to living in a luxurious home
Went from the hooptie to a Phantom (word)
I went from driving a beat-up car to driving a luxury Rolls-Royce Phantom
You niggas gassed up, don't amp 'em
You guys are being misled, don't hype them up
I've never been pretty, but my mom think I'm handsome (yeah)
I've never been conventionally attractive, but my mother sees me as good-looking
I hate niggas that flex on camera (camera)
I despise people who show off on social media
Lil' kids always tryna throw tantrums (yeah)
Young people always trying to cause trouble and have outbursts
All you motherfuckas dry like dandruff
All of you are boring and uninteresting
You can get washed and I'll throw you in a hamper
You can get defeated easily and I'll dispose of you
Watch how I do it, I demonstrate, ooh (ooh)
Watch and learn as I show and explain how it's done
I ain't gotta move, I renovate
I don't need to change or adapt, I improve and upgrade
I don't really pray, I meditate, yeah (whoa)
I don't pray in the traditional sense, I prefer to meditate and find inner peace
I ain't gotta jump, I levitate
I don't need to make large efforts, I naturally rise above
Always on time, I'm never late (hey)
I am punctual, always arriving at the expected time
I was outside like every day
I used to be outside and present in everyday life
Tryna turn water into lemonade
Trying to turn a negative situation into something positive
Now I'm boo'd up like Ella Mai, I just wanna get away, whoa (oh)
Now I am in a committed relationship like Ella Mai, but I still have the desire to escape and have some freedom
You don't want war with a rich nigga (rich nigga)
You don't want to fight or compete with a wealthy person
You should hit the gym, get a bit bigger (oh)
You should work out and improve yourself physically
I ain't got patience for bitch niggas (oh)
I don't have tolerance for weak or cowardly people
Wrap you in the basement with Big Tigger (Big Tigger)
I will trap you in a confined space, just like Big Tigger hosting freestyle rap battles in his basement
Your bitch is a thot, you had kids with her (kids with her)
Your woman is promiscuous, and you have children together
Your watch little lit, but my wrist litter (ayy)
Your watch is somewhat flashy, but my wrist is covered in expensive jewelry
He thought he had a plan 'til the feds hit him (ooh)
He believed he had a solid plan, but the authorities caught and arrested him
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
I say, one, two, three, four
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Brown, white, female, male
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
Criminals, hard workers, and murderers follow me
I'm the realest nigga, I know (brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I am the most authentic person I know, highly respected
I just hit the fuckin' lotto, oh (ooh, ooh)
I just achieved a massive success or huge victory
Lyrics ยฉ BMG Rights Management, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Ishmael Montague, Jamal Rashid, Joyner Lucas
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@supremect3059
He really dropping the whole album before he drops the album.
@superlimon.8906
FINALLY!!!
Someone tht fucking agrees with me.
@visha3661
Super Limon. Thatโs literally his whole point.
@s3treadygo527
The album been came out yโall super late
@colorblind_btw4426
ChrisTal CeeTee actually tho bruh he only does singles like bruh there fire tho
@superlimon.8906
Bigger Picture
The album ADHD isnโt out yet.
@barneygaming1078
Idk how everyone can be ignoring how good the "uno, dos, tres, cuatro, moreno, gringo, hembra, vato sounds
@Hdgsgdhsh
Sounds amazing
@verrucktervater5138
sounds divine ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
@verrucktervater5138
respect joyner