Video Lotus de Aftrr 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aftrr - Lotus Lyrics

[Intro: Rans0m]
I spend 80 on that shit, make it back
In the club we get lit like a match (Ah, Woah, Woah, Wooh)

[Verse 1: rans0m]
It's sad you keep trying, you can't get no motion
Watch yo' back you could die any moment
Creep through yo' door me and gang on lotus
We unnoticed, creeping with a pole
I'm on rich shit leave and I'm appalled
With your mistress, she gave me a call
I rock vet, you still shopping at the Brocks
Thermal scope on the case, see through the fog
We gon' ball NBA, hit them with a 30 like I'm Curry
Chop can't hit me better worry
[?] Eat him like it's curry
You a squirt lil' bro you nerdy
I'm a dog, (Woof) not a furry
He don't got no bread, I think he on that keto
Said you a fan? Oh we know
Go on the corner with thеm kilos
She jus' brought a friend let's makе a movie Tarantino
Said he want a feat he cannot get that shit for free tho'
Get that shit for free, no
Fuckin' with a freak hoe
[Verse 2: reef]
(reef becomes a dinosaur)
Walk it like I talk it
Walk it, walk it like I talk it, bitch
Big ol' fuckin' rocket [?] fit up in my pocket bitch
He die for his brother, guess that boy still paying homages
[?] I'm the shit bro ain't no stoppin' it
[?]
Feel like the GM of Milwaukee, get your Bucks up
ARP, alright
This bitch quack, better duck bruh
Last name God, called her over and got sucked up
Pistol Pete, Maravich
Me? I can't spare a bitch
[?] on me like my right hand man was Arabic
[?]
Better? I say barely
Feel like Drake in 2011, I'll take care of it

[Verse 3: aftrr]
My choppa gon' fuck up yo' anatomy [?]
I got twin Glocks aiming at your door [?]
Try to replace me but you cannot, can't compare to this
Molly water, mix it with [?] Bitch I [?]
Bands in my pocket bitch
No, no ain't no stoppin' this
Really I can't vibe with shit
But I'm on that [?]
[?]
Talk about me I'm the topic [?]
Causing problems [?]
With a white hoe, smoking Reggie like a Pacer
Add a clip it turn into a veggie, gonna tape her
[?]
Cross 'em out don't need eraser
[?] double cup
[Verse 1: rans0m]
It's sad you keep trying, you can't get no motion
Watch yo' back you could die any moment
Creep through yo' door me and gang on lotus
We unnoticed, creeping with a pole
I'm on rich shit [?]
With your mistress, she gave me a call
I rock vet, you still shopping at the Brocks
Thermal scope on the case, see through the fog

[Outro: roah]
Rans0m, you killed thith one