LUCKY

[Intro]
C'parfait man
*Cough*
I ain't even know man shit

[Chorus]
I need two different bimmers
In two different colours
I ain’t having no kid
But I still wear no rubber
I remember being dead broke
I had nothing
Niggas hating right now
But they gon' have to love me
She in love with my music
She just wanna hug me
Yea, she feeling the vibe
She just tryanna fuck me
If I shoot and I miss
Then a nigga got lucky
This bitch a nascar
I feel like LUCKI

[Verse 1]
They like vroom
Damn I’d love me some muscle
Get some top in the car
No I'm not tryna cuddle
I'm fucking this bitch
And that bitch got a puddle
This ain’t no grind
Bitch you know it's a hustle
A nigga a fed
Ion fuck with no piggy
Theses niggas switching up
Niggas greedy
Shoutout that fuck nigga, he on tv
I'm a bad boy
Yea, I'm feeling like Diddy
Niggas want smoke ?
Let's bring the pipes out
I know yo hoe, yea
She got piped down
That Nigga a sweet nigga
Told him pipe down
Shots go- "Fiouuu", Lights out
He ain’t from the hood
Yea, he live in a nice house (Okayy)
Niggas talk shit but
They never show out (No Wayy)
You talking that shit that you not
Ima be foreign car whipping
Wipe a nigga nose with this tissue
Wait a second
Yea, I thought we had issues
Call my ex just to say "I don't miss you"
Fuck a girl, that’s another Body
Fuck that shit, I don't know nobody
Fuck that shit, I might catch a body

[Chorus]
I need two different bimmers
In two different colours
I ain’t having no kid
But I still wear no rubber
I remember being dead broke
I had nothing
Niggas hating right now
But they gon' have to love me
She in love with my music
She just wanna hug me
Yea, she feeling the vibe
She just tryanna fuck me
If I shoot and I miss
Then a nigga got lucky
This bitch a nascar
I feel like LUCKI