OUTTA LUCK (feat. Drae Sativ)
I get treated like a menace
I see the light, I'm jumping cross the fence and bitch I'm jetting
I'm tryna sell the dope up in the jet like bitch you get it?
She tryna hit a nerve, don't fuck with me like I ain't sweat it
Posted with 2 phone, I got the work, the gas unleaded
We can bet it
You say it's Karma, I get it
I don't want the drama, I want the fetti
Back on this shit cooking up with fetti
Ain't gotta ask, like you know that we ready
Walking on beats like I know I get deadly
Walk out the spot and he got the machete
Stuck with the lean think it's time that I settle
We came in first but won't trip for the medal
I'm on a perc, I'm relaxed with the metal
Getting too high, ima talk with the devil
Stuck with the kid, ain't shit I'm regretting
I keep showing love but I'm running outta patience
I keep showing love but I'm running outta favors
Running outta fucks to give like
I don't got neighbors
AR really stuck to my hip
I might just go bait em
He was talking down, now he gone like what you saying?
He was outta luck cause
He ain't preach on the prayer
I see the light, I'm jumping cross the fence and bitch I'm jetting
I'm tryna sell the dope up in the jet like bitch you get it?
She tryna hit a nerve, don't fuck with me like I ain't sweat it
Posted with 2 phone, I got the work, the gas unleaded
We can bet it
You say it's Karma, I get it
I don't want the drama, I want the fetti
Back on this shit cooking up with fetti
Ain't gotta ask, like you know that we ready
Walking on beats like I know I get deadly
Walk out the spot and he got the machete
Stuck with the lean think it's time that I settle
We came in first but won't trip for the medal
I'm on a perc, I'm relaxed with the metal
Getting too high, ima talk with the devil
Stuck with the kid, ain't shit I'm regretting
I keep showing love but I'm running outta patience
I keep showing love but I'm running outta favors
Running outta fucks to give like
I don't got neighbors
AR really stuck to my hip
I might just go bait em
He was talking down, now he gone like what you saying?
He was outta luck cause
He ain't preach on the prayer
Credits
Writer(s): Thalukanyo Matumba
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