Outta Luck

Ginseng!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo, Young Rich did this one, lil' bitch!

Outta luck, you outta luck
Ran off with the pack, you outta luck, yeah
Outta luck, you outta luck, yeah
I ran off with the pack, you outta luck
Big bankrolls, my pants can't fold
Moncler coat gold, my neck on froze
My Glock on go, my soul I sold

Hop out with a bag, God, these bitches bad
Goin' out sad, you goin' out sad
Hop in the bag, I hopped in my bag
Baby, why you sad? Your man's a fag
I get the bands, I get the bands, I love to brag

Outta luck, yeah, you outta luck, yeah
Ran off with the pack, you outta luck, yeah
I get the bands, I get the bands, I love to brag
I get the bands, I get the bands, I love to brag
Outta luck, yeah, you outta luck, yeah
Ran off with the pack, you outta luck, yeah

Outta luck, outta luck, outta luck, yeah



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