LUCKI
Like, she lookin' at a young nigga like me
You know she desperate, she wanna fuck me
She said I got luck, call me LUCKI
But all these bitches ain't for me
Nah, these bitches ain't for me
These bitches, nah, they ain't for me
You lucky if you get a text
Cause my phone be on DND
Like, bitch, I'm shiftin' through my ways
And goin' through my own life
Now, I know all these hoes ain't tryna fuck with me for the ice
I got Louis on my own glasses and I got on my belt
Now, I'm the type of nigga to keep a gun right on my shelf
And I'm the type of nigga just to focus up on myself
And I'm the type of nigga to improve my own wealth
And I'm the type of nigga just to always fuck off his health
Yeah, I'm the type of nigga just to smoke it up for the wealth
Like, I'm just gettin' too damn high, I don't know how to feel
Yeah, my life is so damn fake, but to me, this shit's feelin' real
All these bitches make me so damn sick, I'm feelin' super ill
Yeah, that bitch do not love me, cause she never had the super feels
Like, she lookin' at a young nigga like me
You know she desperate, she wanna fuck me
She said I got luck, call me LUCKI
But all these bitches ain't for me
Nah, these bitches ain't for me
These bitches, nah, they ain't for me
You lucky if you get a text
Cause my phone be on DND
Like, bitch, I'm shiftin' through my ways
And goin' through my own life
Now I know all these hoes, they tryna fuck with me for the ice
I got Louis on my own glasses and I got on my belt
Now I'm the type of nigga to keep a gun right on my shelf
You know she desperate, she wanna fuck me
She said I got luck, call me LUCKI
But all these bitches ain't for me
Nah, these bitches ain't for me
These bitches, nah, they ain't for me
You lucky if you get a text
Cause my phone be on DND
Like, bitch, I'm shiftin' through my ways
And goin' through my own life
Now, I know all these hoes ain't tryna fuck with me for the ice
I got Louis on my own glasses and I got on my belt
Now, I'm the type of nigga to keep a gun right on my shelf
And I'm the type of nigga just to focus up on myself
And I'm the type of nigga to improve my own wealth
And I'm the type of nigga just to always fuck off his health
Yeah, I'm the type of nigga just to smoke it up for the wealth
Like, I'm just gettin' too damn high, I don't know how to feel
Yeah, my life is so damn fake, but to me, this shit's feelin' real
All these bitches make me so damn sick, I'm feelin' super ill
Yeah, that bitch do not love me, cause she never had the super feels
Like, she lookin' at a young nigga like me
You know she desperate, she wanna fuck me
She said I got luck, call me LUCKI
But all these bitches ain't for me
Nah, these bitches ain't for me
These bitches, nah, they ain't for me
You lucky if you get a text
Cause my phone be on DND
Like, bitch, I'm shiftin' through my ways
And goin' through my own life
Now I know all these hoes, they tryna fuck with me for the ice
I got Louis on my own glasses and I got on my belt
Now I'm the type of nigga to keep a gun right on my shelf
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Writer(s): Orlando Soliz
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