Get Lucky
Baby, come and eat this, don't be actin' brand-new Kill that pussy, man, I put that shit on breaking news
Your baby mama for the gang, we done ran through her
Don't give a fuck what they be sayin' cause I ain't clear no rumors
Pain got me here, give me some water, took too many drugs
Get yourself connected, nigga, you ain't never met the plug
I ain't know nothin' else, so I was sellin' drugs
Fell in love with bad bitches, I can't seem to get enough
These Amiri sneakers, bae, these ain't no Huaraches
I'm at the top floor with your hoe, we eatin Hibachi
Doors open suicide, feel like Kamikaze
Bitch, I meant what I said, I ain't sayin' sorry
Migos turn me up and make the hoes slutty
Hit the gas station for some Fanta make it dirty
I tell her, baby, when you with the first, you ain't gotta worry
I gave a bitch 30 pills, and now I call her curry
The way I'm lane switching you would think I'm in a hurry
You at home playin' the game, nigga, you must hate gettin' money
Sold a bitch a dream, try again, you might get lucky
You paid too much for that, come and get it from me
I'm online with the plug, nigga, come and place your order
Them old niggas can't say none to me, bitch, I'll buy your daughter
I pop a pink, I'm in the back of a Range Rover
I'm back on it, I can't do a day sober
Your baby mama for the gang, we done ran through her
Don't give a fuck what they be sayin' cause I ain't clear no rumors
Pain got me here, give me some water, took too many drugs
Get yourself connected, nigga, you ain't never met the plug
I ain't know nothin' else, so I was sellin' drugs
Fell in love with bad bitches, I can't seem to get enough
These Amiri sneakers, bae, these ain't no Huaraches
I'm at the top floor with your hoe, we eatin Hibachi
Doors open suicide, feel like Kamikaze
Bitch, I meant what I said, I ain't sayin' sorry
Migos turn me up and make the hoes slutty
Hit the gas station for some Fanta make it dirty
I tell her, baby, when you with the first, you ain't gotta worry
I gave a bitch 30 pills, and now I call her curry
The way I'm lane switching you would think I'm in a hurry
You at home playin' the game, nigga, you must hate gettin' money
Sold a bitch a dream, try again, you might get lucky
You paid too much for that, come and get it from me
I'm online with the plug, nigga, come and place your order
Them old niggas can't say none to me, bitch, I'll buy your daughter
I pop a pink, I'm in the back of a Range Rover
I'm back on it, I can't do a day sober
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Writer(s): Em First
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