Don’t Test Your Luck

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah, skrrt
Uh, what? What? (Ayo Magg, shoot it up)
Damn, skrrt
What? What, huh?

[Verse]
I'm with your, uh, uh, yeah
I'm with your bitch, and she play with my dick like a Xbox
Fuck on your bitch, then I cut that lil' ho like a box top
I'm in the field, nigga, where it get hot
I'm in the trap, whippin' that crockpot
The Glock got a drum, and it's finna beatbox
Make him tuck his chain from Icebox
He wanted smoke, 'til I got the drop
I walk up in Neiman's with a, uh
I'm leavin' out Neiman's, nigga, with a body
I hit a lil' bitch nigga with a tommy
I decapitate a nigga, like Jor and Bonnie
Come test me, like I'm Johnny
Fuckin' that bitch, she Romani
I might slide in a Bugatti
And my drip on tsunami
And her pussy on tsunami
I got Glocks, in this, uh
Blow a nigga up for Alfani
I'm finna kill a nigga for them bands
I'm off the wall, nigga, like a Van
I'm up in that trap, nigga, where the pan?
I walk with the heat, damn, I got a tan
I walk with thеm Gucci slippers, ain't no Crocs
I put in that work, I'm pushin' that clock
If you wanna work, if you wanna lock
PayPal, CashApp money drop
Fifty-four niggas washed up
Bitch, you gon' diе at the top
I've got an opp in this blunt (Ayo Magg, shoot it up)
Don't test your luck