3 Smrs Str8
Lucki
2:22(Icey, I'm so sick of you) Ayy, ayy Couldn't count on my hands, treatin' money like friends I'll make a ho day, prolly ruin it the same way I'm Hellcat Tune, that lil' Track' a throwaway My lil' bitch be off the Pluto, she think she my protégé I'm startin' to miss Xans, if you love me, be prayin' Fast money, hot topic, crazy bottle, boy got options I'm all cashed out, but I'm never out of pocket I'm made like LUCKI, but I'm in it for the money Think I'm cruisin' in the Culli', but I'm really doin' a hunnid I'm with good and bad niggas, they could do you or just rob you I'm a Adderall demon in the Lamb' like Paul Walker I be prayin' when I'm speedin', prolly' sinnin' when God talkin' I know nothin' in life is free, ain't no good come from cheap Pull up louder sippin' lean if valet can't keep the key If you see me, take a picture 'cause this outfit cost a key It was whippets in the Bentley, it's a shame, it's somethin' to see Way it's pokin' out my pocket, niggas forced to pocket watch me I got drank up in the party, seal gon' make the sky sparkle She a freak ho, never get no ring, Charles Barkley Too much money in my pants, twin, can't even find the car key Girl, that pussy way too hot right now, I can't even afford it God, save us from this Wocky drought, last few weeks been torture I'm so petty, I go to the airport in a fit that cost a mortgage Check my wrist, that bitch a president like a police escort You know me, C.E.O., president, I run my own shit We in the 'Rari with them blickies on us, just like Mike Lowry did I'm so snake, I really like tall grass, I hate on lawn care She wanna know how to get to my heart, I gotta see how that throat hit I put so much game on a bitch, she thought I was readin' a movie script (ayy, ayy, ayy) I still wanna know who made hunnids blue (ayy), I still got a stain on it (ayy, ayy) Ayy, that money ain't gon' do it, but that drank gon' change niggas Foenem said I'm like Superman, I'm up off painkillers She saw me out in traffic, I look like a main nigga I said my name Twin, she already knew that I played with her I nod off of that drank, ho wanna be a babysitter I do this shit for the mob, they in the sky, can't take me with 'em I wonder if that bitch gon' fye, if she had kept her bestie with her I play this shit out loud, still gon' keep my head up, nigga I still can't feel my face, it's me and twin, we left some niggas I told you, "Ain't no way I'ma run you over if you let me, nigga" Damn I can't count my, ayy Can't count on my hands, treatin' money like friends I'ma, ayy, ayy