s*x m*ney dr*gs Album Lyrics by Lucki

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Tunevert

I want a chain, bet I'm stealin' it
The more that you call, I ain't feelin' it
I wanna, ayy
Ayy
I gave a stripper the best of me
Ayy, ayy
I gave a stripper the best of me
I gave a good hoe what's left of me
Ayy, ayy, yeah
Ayy

I gave a stripper the best of me
I gave a good hoe what's left of me
She wish she had a lean recipe
Crash out in SoHo, I wake up in Beverly
I want a chain, bet I'm stealin' it
The more that you call me, the more I ain't feelin' it
I got a problem remembering
Back on them bars like I'm waitin' for sentencin'
SVI Range at the residence
Woke up the neighbors, they think I be sellin' shit
And my bitch just found me a better bitch
If her watch all Vs, she a veteran
Trackhawk cost two cheap foreigns
Free Slime, I'ma still drink for 'em (Taurus)
I'm paid, but this shit gettin' borin'
My son, I ain't leavin' like it's new Rick Owens
Shit, what, ayy

Hunnid thousand time teller and it's all rose
She'll show it, she'll sell it and I'm all for it
Just pray my brothers never get jealous
'Cause nigga what's mine yours
She too pretty to be that Balenci' bitch
I ain't got time for it
She too pretty to be that, uh, bitch
I ain't got time for it
Trackhawk, stomp the gas
She got whiplash
Bust a Presi', bet it make her old nigga mad
Trackhawk, stomp the gas
She got whiplash
Bust a Presi', bet it make her old nigga mad
I boss up a city girl, call me Tune Vert
Haha
Ayy, ayy

I boss up a city girl, call me Tune Vert
Pay the refs, and place a bet that's how the game work

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No Bap

(Bhristo, talk to 'em slime)
Ayy, ayy
So geeked up you'd think it's cap

So geeked up you'd think it's cap
She bossed up, but I put her on the map
'Nough in the Sprite and it taste like Act'
Real deal junkie, and I wish it was a act
No more drank left 'cause I'm in the bity
I ain't the headline, but I still got fifty

Left her for good, but she happy I came
She know the snow gon' fall, so I'm thinkin' about a Range
A few people gone and it'll never be the same
Money on your top and it's ties to the game
I popped pills and I ran out of tears
Hope you know loyal don't go by years
Hope you know you can't pay bills by fame
Sex, money, drugs, can't feel my face
I'm not an opp, tryna fill my safe
Ridin' in the Track', yeah foreign when I'm racin'
I'ma just pay, we can skip the whole date
Four in the Crush, put the shit up in an eight
Don't mean shit if it ain't 'bout pape'
Just made it clear, but I shouldn't have to say (but I shouldn't have to say)

Ayy, ha-ha, ayy
So geeked up you'd think it's cap
Ayy

So geeked up you'd think it's cap
She bossed up, but I put her on the map
'Nough in the Sprite and it taste like Act'
Real deal junkie, and I wish it was a act
No more drank left 'cause I'm in the bity
I ain't the headline, but I still got, haha
Ayy, ayy, so geeked up you'd think it's cap
Ayy, so geeked up you'd think it's cap
Yeah, so geeked up you'd think it's cap
She bossed up, but I put her on the map
Nothing for the Sprite and it taste like Act'
Ah, uh, 'cause I'm in the bity
I ain't the headline, but I still got fifty

Oh, really

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Super Ski

Ski, ski, ayy

Ayy, my bitch slimey too, and I made her that
You see fire when you get burnt because you play with that
I ain't go broke in a minute but still feel like I made it back
Sixty-thousand, all fifties, she said, "It ain't pink"
Hundred thousand, blue hunnids' look like PRE
Freebandz, ninety grand, fifteen-minute show
I got codeine whenever you see me like my theme song
We fell out and the shit my fault, that's why you safe at home
Got too high, done missed my flight because that paper low
Bro got smoke and it ain't my fight, I'm with him, right or wrong
She wanna be my bitch but my bitch damn near wanna leave me 'lone
Top-ski, niggas not ski
Emo been duckin' a fed case, Boogie been all in my head lately
Pretty girl been on my bad side, she tryna stay in the house now
I'm tryna pass my idol up, I'm a fan favorite and the bad guy
Now you ski me, now you don't
Ayy, I just bought somebody daughter, all my bitches super ski
Everything go Tune way, and he wasn't in the mood today
I can tell out which a lie, only live the fast way
All my youngins super turnt, good way, bad way
Haha, ayy, ayy, ayy
I love who I love, ayy, X out who I can't, ayy
How you out of syrup? There's niggas in the way, ayy
I love who I love, ayy, X out who I can't, ayy
Why you out of syrup? 'Cause niggas in the way, ayy
I love who I love, ayy, X out who I can't, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
All my bitches- uh, ayy, ayy, ayy
All my bitches super ski, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, I just bought somebody daughter, all my bitches super ski
Ayy, ayy, ayy
My bitch slimey too, and I made her that
Haha, no bap, that way, love it that way
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all my bitches super ski

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Gemini Love

Um, I'm not blocked no more, right?
Um, boy, you know you not f*ckin' blocked, you is a f*ckin' cap-
(Bhristo, talk to 'em slime)

Ayy, ayy, ayy
You move sloppy but keep your body in perfect shape, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
You move sloppy but keep your body in perfect shape
I'm on Roxy, she make it toxic with you and me
Autopilot, a codeine diet, I'm on a date
Sneak up broad day, niggas be in the way
Bitches be actin' perfect, I bought rivals matchin' purses

Love me not that simple, Gemini but I'm paid
AMG pretty emblem, but I drive too fast to see
Hollywood and money, she can be what she wanna be
We so used to travel, can't respect authority
Hot pink tens and I'm off like four of these
Crossed out all our friends 'cause my brothers all I need
Just met, bet they twins, I respect it, more for me
Livin' too fast again 'cause all this shit gettin' borin' to me
Had a dream 'bout my brother, he was just actin' too normal to me
Had a dream that I love her, she was just way too important for me
Remember who was all there for me, when I woke up, it was only me
Enough Wockhardt for a puddle, I could just scoop a cup and drink
Tell a motherf*cker I love 'em, starting to feel like extortion to me
How can we slip up and just trust you, it'll be a horror scene
Can't trust but we try, loving not that simple
Shit, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy
You move sloppy but keep your body in perfect shape, ayy
I'm on Roxy, she make it toxic with you and me
Autopilot, a codeine diet, I'm on a date
Sneak up broad day, ayy
You move sloppy but keep your body in perfect shape
I'm on Roxy, she make it toxic with you and me
Autopilot, a codeine diet, I'm on a date
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, sneak up broad day, niggas be in the way
Bitches be actin' perfect, I bought rivals matchin' purses
You move sloppy but keep your body in perfect-
You move sloppy but keep your body in perfect shape
I'm on Roxy, she make it toxic with you and me

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2021 Vibes

Ayy, ayy, ayy (and this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Ayy, ayy
G-locks for the team, but we ain't sharin' lean
Run through 50K, I ain't save it 'cause it was easy
Pretty girl, where you stay? Might as well be with me
AMG the S, codeine cowboy in the flesh
Caught up like the rest, but they look up to me
Sincere but it go left, tryna burn the bridge that's left, huh
Treat her like the one, tryna turn me to a two
I don't keep receipts, say that shit, she knows it's true

Call me while I'm sleep, cry baby girl, I'm stuck on you
Slimey boy, had you up on me, ignore my calls while you in the stu'
Act funny when you ain't into me, hangin' in my circle too
Miss that ho, I'm raising Hell, break a ho like Memphis Inn
Bentley's talkin' to myself, Ghazi said he sendin' help
Niggas tryna bring me down, really wanna send a belt
I paid three hundred for a line, 'cause they look like they needed help
How you thin I'm talkin' down when I'm the one that needed help?
HEMI boy but I got a driver, he know his backseat melt
Live too fast, need a deep breath
Live too fast, can't even help

Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
G-locks for the team, but we ain't sharin' lean
Run through 50K, I ain't save it 'cause it was easy
Pretty girl, where you stay? Might as well be with me
AMG the S, codeine cowboy in the flesh
Caught up like the rest, but they look up to me
Sincere but it go left, tryna burn the bridge that's left
Treat her like the one, tryna turn me to a two
I don't keep receipts, say that shit, she knows it's true
I don't keep receipts, say that shit, she knows it's true

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Mubu

Me, I want what's coming to me
Oh well, what's coming to you Tony?
The world, Chico
Ayy, okay
Uh, ayy
Okay
Huh, look

My young niggas run Telegram
I'm up off sixty milligrams
I just f*cked, but she been a fan
No two hand touch, play kill a man
Real drug junkie, but a business man
I sealed the deal with a seal in hand
I turnt her out to Chanel and Marni
I cash her out before sayin' I'm sorry
I took a lot but I feel it hardly, shit

Everything go my way
Ridin' in the track like a date
Know I look sleepy, but I can't stay
Look like he eatin', but he in the way
Part of me wanna forget it and part of me wanna get you out the way
I got two hundred in jewelry and don't got a pendant, I barely be wearin' a chain
My baby know how I'm livin', she know how I'm gifted, she say I'ma throw it away
She say she sick of the bag, she want sum' fast
She know that I'm finna' ignore her
I took out sixty in cash, the bank teller be gettin' mad because I ain't order
He went from riches to rags
And I really can't be sad, because I told 'em
Bitch got an AP 'cause I adore her
I just bought it to shit on yours
I just spent three hundred in like three weeks, and next week I'm on tour
You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Young nigga it's your choice
You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Young nigga it's your choice
Ayy, ayy, uh

My young niggas run Telegram
I'm up off sixty milligrams
I just f*cked, but she been a fan
No two hand touch, play kill a man
Real drug junkie, but a business man
I sealed the deal with a seal in hand
I turnt her out to Chanel and Marni
I cash her out before sayin' I'm sorry
I took a lot but I feel it hardly, shit

You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Young nigga it's your choice
You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Ayy, uh
My young niggas run Telegram
My young niggas run Telegram
I'm up off sixty milligrams
I just f*cked but she been a fan
No two hand touch, play kill a man
Real drug junkie, been a business man
My young niggas run Telegram, huh
You could just man up, man up
You know that EFG
That way, not the other way
Forever this way
F*ck everybody, forever that was as well
Yup

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Almighty Tune

Ayy, ayy, I got different-
All I'm sayin'-
Ayy, I got different hoes, buy 'em the same clothes
Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in Rainbow, ayy
Feelings in the cup, but I'm all out of pain though

Super Range Rove', SVR exact
Two-hundred on this bitch, the dashboard look like a mat
Now I'ma drown my money, mix it in and make it back
Superstar bitch, at least the looks, but not yet
Look the part for sure, I got four hundred for shows
I got a Rolex worth of lean, not for sale, not for show
Wasn't for the hustle, you wouldn't even love it, I just wanna end my show
I'm a young hot nigga, I don't got a budget and all my kids get what they want
We locked in but I don't love it, but I know shawty love me more
EFG know dead waste, think I forgot how red taste
I was just f*cked up with a dream, this shit bigger than fed cases
I'm first up 'cause you dead weight
Better go hard or you gotta go home
I miss home, but never sick
I'm still geeked up without pills, like I forgot what number my rich
Haha, no bap, like, really
Haha, ayy

Ayy, I got different hoes, buy 'em the same clothes
Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in- uh
Ayy, I got different hoes, buy 'em the same clothes
Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in Rainbow
Feelings in the cup, but I'm all out of pain though
Ayy, hmm
I got different-
Buy 'em the same-

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Str8 Syrup

(Icey, I'm so sick of you)

I pour a four and it felt like-
I pour a four and it felt like Molly, I pour- huh, ayy
I pour a four and it felt like Molly
Drugs everyday, get paid when I'm sleep
Ayy, ayy, ayy

I pour a four and it felt like Molly
Drugs everyday, get paid when I'm sleep
Tell me you love me, you do or you not
Niggas be finished, got nothin' to do with me
I'm in your city with drank in the drought
She show it off 'cause she got it from me

Pretty, I'm sure she gon' figure it out
I cut you off, ain't no hearin' you out
He got the pints and you send 'em in route
I quit the thirties, but doggin' the lean
Just nothin' said, but we been rich
Fly out, please get french tips
Family'll kill you, but that's what it's 'bout
I hate to fake it with money and bring it
Lean on lean on lean on guns
All grown up, but I want more drugs
More Wock' some and it's no more fun
Movin' on E 'cause you runnin' off love
I make the hippies feel safe with the thugs
Money for grabs, you questionin' blood
They showed it off 'cause they got it from-

I pour a four and it felt like Molly
I pour a four and it felt like Molly
I pour a four and it- ayy, ayy
I pour a four and it felt like Molly, ayy, ayy

I pour a four and it felt like Molly
Drugs everyday, get paid when I'm sleep
Tell me you love me, you do or you not
Niggas be finished, got nothin' to do with me
I'm in your city with drank in the drought
She show it off 'cause she got it from me

Ayy, I pour a four and it felt like Molly
I pour a four and it felt like Molly
(Swear to God, straight syrup)

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Purple Heart Ski

(Icey, I'm so sick of you)
Ayy, ayy
Been too long, been too many cities
Been too- haha,
Ayy, ayy
Been too long, been too many cities
Lover boy at heart, but still hard on the ho
I'ma purple heart ski, four thousand a coat
You can get it like me, if you patient, you close

If she pretty, I'll do it, but we takin' it slow
I got' lock in with the jewelers, I used to steal from the store
Ooch had told me I'm a star and I still owe 'em for that
I'm still locked up with some niggas probably holdin' me back
You get rich in night city say you ain't comin' back
Ayy, racks, on racks, on racks, ayy, ayy
Ayy, racks, on racks, on racks, wake up with a barbie
Say it like you mean it, for it was never for me
Gotta see it to believe it, I'm a visionary probably
Niggas finished, that's a wrap, you know that's a different story
Racks, on racks, on racks, ayy

Ayy, been too long, been too many cities
Ayy, been too long, been too many cities
Lover boy at heart, but still hard on the ho
I'ma purple heart ski, four thousand a coat
You can get it like me, if you patient, you close
Ayy, been too long, been too many cities
Lover boy at heart, but still hard on the- haha, ayy, ayy
I'ma purple heart ski, four thousand a coat
No bap, nigga

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Karma A Bitch

(Bhristo, talk to 'em slime)
Ayy

I gotta show you the way, and I hated that you can't just do it-
I gotta show you the way, and I hated that you can't just do it yourself
I gotta spend way more time on the shit that shit really just matter to me
I gotta fly to the city, the glitz and glammer ain't good for my health
My mind on codeine and violence and I gotta balance but I'm getting weak

I did her bad and I owe her, but give her a chance she'll do it to me
I say karma a bitch, ain't there yet, but you will
I done end up in the mix, I only drink syrup, she ask for a pill
I'm with some youngins from home, addicted to finessing, they say it's a skill
I nodded off in the Bentley, the leather was soft enough, I didn't feel it
Hundred K watch in the Hemi, it kinda fell off but I just like to hear it
Pretty girl made me a movie and my bitch don't like, so I just delete it
Maybach truck as slow as me, geeked and paid I don't get no sleep
Hundred racks, you could see it my face, you got a sixty you might get a peek
Ya'll look kinda cool, but you late, I'm with the mob, bloody stakes
You not, but you might as well be bait
Ayy, ayy

I gotta show you the way, and I hated that you can't just do it your-
Ayy, ayy
I gotta show you the way, and I hated that you can't just do it yourself
I gotta spend way more time on the shit that shit really just matter to me
I gotta fly to the city, the glitz and glammer ain't good for my health
My mind on codeine and violence and I gotta balance but I'm getting weak

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Pop Star

(Bhristo talk to 'em slime) ayy, ayy, ayy
(Yo Kavi)
I gave you everything on- uh, ayy, look
I gave you everything on everything, but I can't give up on drugs
It's killin' me but it better me, I'ma geek up as I should
Don't know if you tellin' me or it's destiny, but I'ma do everything I could
Niggas really knockoffs, ayy, uh
Niggas really knockoffs, I'm drinkin' up they cheese
I'm tryna hit a pop star, told her, "I quit lean"
Blue pills and Wockhardt, straight, yeah, three

50K in old bills, my hands filthy
Even though it's cold here, Ricky denim tee
You keep stickin' your nose everywhere, it's risky
Got on six-thousand on clothes and my pop the same thing
Designer drugs forever, me and her even close
Never turn you down or your Freeband' pass revoked
Miss me when you can, I hate me when I'm on Xans'
Withdrawin' in London, I was rude to the fans
Put a lil' twin in her stomach, she'll never work again
Wrote about you in a song, so I'ma spoil you with my advance
How you playin' strong when your weakness in my hand?
Got a- ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Niggas really knockoffs, ayy, uh
Niggas really knockoffs, I'm drinkin' up they cheese
I'm tryna hit a pop star, told her, "I quit lean"
Blue pills and Wockhardt, straight, yeah, three
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I gave you everything on everything, but I can't give up on- I can't, ayy, ayy
I gave you everything on everything, but I can't give up on drugs
It's killin' me but it better me, I'ma geek up as I should
Don't know if you tellin' me or it's destiny, but I'ma do everything I could
Niggas really knockoffs, ayy, uh
I give you everything on everything, but I can't give up on drugs
It's killin' me but it better me, I'ma geek up as I should
Don't know if you tellin' me or it's destiny, ayy
Niggas really knockoffs, ayy
Niggas really knockoffs, I'm drinkin' up they cheese
I'm tryna hit a pop star, told her, "I quit lean"
I give you everything on everything, but I can't give up on- ayy
Ayy
Okay, okay, okay

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Wholeworldslatt

(ft. Veeze)

He was the best guy around
What about the people he murdered?
What murder?
(Brentrambo, BrentRambo) ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, got a deal with the snakes, you f*ck with me
I'ma go out in the back like double D
I flew to the A 'cause I missed the ho
She flew to the 'Raq tryna look for me
They took my muscle, I'm startin' to feel it
My killa, my slime not for the weak
Free Ski right now, I'ma spaz out
Spread the word 'bout Tune, I'ma cash out, haha
No bap though, ayy
Ayy, met her through her, who I love most
Still drink Hi-Tech like blood though
I ain't been to the hood, but it's love though
For the free you'll still get touched though
Met her through her, but I love more
Met him through him, still cut his throat
I don't hang with no niggas off Instagram
For the right price, he'll probably hit his man

I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in', haha
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm-
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in', haha
Like, I'm fittin' in, whole world slatt, haha
Right, ayy

I was probably way too geeked from the jump
Only made a quarter this month, in a slump
It'll be smooth if it go my way
Tune too slatt, I don't know who to trust
That was my mans and they blamed it on me
So I taught all those people that I ain't give a f*ck
I got the most money from my way
Nothin' made loyalty, not even matter
I got fifty in pocket change, I just blow it to make you madder
She do whatever 'cause sometimes I let her
I do it too just to make it a battle
You'll be better if I told you it twice
I X'd out because you're just too nice
Snakes in the grass but the on the invite, hmm
Ayy, I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
In the LV store, still slitherin'
You trust me and you got bit again
You trust me and you got bit again

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'

(Yeah, yeah)
I used to ride that bus just to flip the bag
Pray it all go right, hope I make it back
Lot of niggas wanna see a knife in my back
But I'm a full-grown Lord, can't get that chance
See shit I like, don't check no tag
See opps, we'll strike, gotta catch that hat
When I move, you move, niggas just like that
Until I get these racks, I'ma act a mess
She throwin' that neck, she half giraffe
I was born right next to a half a slatt
No Ls on the road with the paraphernalia
Don't do dirt with him, he a tattle tell
These Smack DVDs, these battle rappers
I'm a thousand eight grand, I'm a plastic rapper
I'ma drank god, baby, I'm vacuum sealer
And I'm a Freeband baby, I'm a Taliban-der
Damn, where the torch at? Pass it to me
How to make a million my math problem
Shawty wanna get in the hot tub with me but I'm tryna put her head up under water
All our dashboards two hundred, we'll play Tracks before we do Diors
Might see a blick flash, get a bonus
Waste my cup, startin' to feel lonely

I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm-
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm-
I'm in the slimey, I'm slimey, I'm fittin in'
Yeah
Gang, yeah

Ever since me and Tune linked, still got the hit
We was goals in the city like Rose and Rip
I'ma die, still go just like I'm Nip'
Can't pick no side, lil' deal gettin' ripped
Lot of niggas on the east get money with
Lot of niggas on the west, I act funny with
I ain't scared of these niggas like Bernie Mac
If a nigga want smoke, we'll clear the air
I'm ten toes like a brick bear
They don't wanna be on my shit list, lil' nigga, I'm worser than Hitler
Might scratch your name off a hit list
Say she never met a millionaire, she wanna suck on a rich dick
Bae, I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm blendin' in
I'm slimey, I'm slimey, I'm bendin' in

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Bby Pluto

(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up)
Everything a rack, f*ck a hunnid', keep it that, oh yeah, haha
Ayy, ayy
I like sayin' we slime, but I'm Baby Pluto, ayy
Ayy, ayy

Uh, super dark soda, super high in focus
Hunnid' thousand in twenty minutes, shit all through promoters
I still feel like I'm on Roxy just from one soda
Everything a rack, f*ck a hunnid', keep it that, uh

I can't listen to a nigga bunch of tall cap, uh
I can't trip about no bitch that I ain't call back, uh
This shit seven thousand dollars, it's just all black
Uh, me and GiGi slime, but I'm Baby Pluto
I been flexin' on 'em all lately, this for you though
I'm a mafioso, I don't like to do the two door
Prolly fell up 'cause of me, crazy 'cause it's true though
Tiffany in Vs, that lil' shit fifteen a piece, uh
I like certain kinda hoes, certain kinda lean
I got syrup on the go, bet that shit on me
She love cameras and I don't, jealous of the lean, uh
I'm on tour but I still miss you, outside ain't for me
Why it's cameras where I go, fans know where I sleep, uh
Droppin' Fanta lately make it look like it's a peach
I got manners lately, I just woke up out my sleep, uh
A hunnid thousand in twenty minutes, tomorrow eighty G's, uh
I got karma but only get me when I chase a dream
Haha, ayy, ayy
Uh, million swag slimey, but I'm Baby Pluto
Haha, ayy, ayy

Uh, super dark soda, super high in focus
Hunnid' thousand in twenty minutes, shit all through promoters
I still feel like I'm on Roxy just from one soda

Uh, I like sayin', "We slime," but I'm Baby Pluto
Ayy, ayy, super dark soda, super high in focus
Ayy, haha, I like sayin', "We slime," but I'm Baby Pluto

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Chrome Denim

Ayy, ayy (BrentRambo)
Nigga made so much pape' off one lil' thing
I'm still spillin' drank, seven thousand dollar jeans
I'm prepared for the worst, but I'm livin' my dream
I tell the bitch she cursed, but we still got a thing
I'm still too geeked, say, "Slatt", say, "Ski"
To go only, wanna know me? I like money, sex, codeine

I got karma from my homie, but she still say she know me
I burnt out a lot of shit, I turnt up a block bitch
Twenty K in all Hi-Tech, and that's only 'cause I'm rich
I want G lock drank galore, Chrome hoodie cost a chart
She too lit but I got bored, she got paid but broke her heart
AMG look better dark, mix up drank look like art
I'm on G6 like oola, that bitch glowin' in the dark
I turnt up a block bitch, I turnt up a block bitch, I turnt up- uh, ayy

Nigga made so much pape' off one lil' thing
I'm still spillin'' drank, seven thousand dollar jeans
I'm prepared for the worst, but I'm livin' my dream
I tell the bitch she cursed but we still got a thing
I'm still too geeked, say, "Slatt", say, "Ski"
To go only, wanna know me? I like money, sex, codeine
I'm still too geeked, say, "Slatt", say, "Ski"
To go only, wanna know me? I like money, sex, codeine

Haha, sure-ski
Nigga made so much pape' off one lil' thing
I'm still spillin'' drank, seven thousand dollar jeans
I'm prepared for the worst, but I'm, ayy
I tell the bitch she cursed but we still got a thing
I'm still too geeked, say, "Slatt", say, "Ski"
To go only, wanna know me? I like money, sex, codeine
I'm still too geeked, say, "Slatt", say, "Ski"
Say, "Slatt", say, "Ski"

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New York

(Goontex) ayy, ayy
Ayy, how I'm high on drugs in a S580, I'm still worried 'bout my-, huh
Okay, okay, ayy
Ayy, don't respond to no calls, don't have withdrawals, I buy all the lean I can get
Ain't givin' my all to a ho with flaws, I can't pop Xans' and forget
I spent it all, well a nigga want a pint, I gotta make that shit right back

Not one ho say that's cap, niggas posted all that money to they name on an app
Ain't nun' I want out of Saks, I'm really just high and I came with a brat
Too fast for losin' the grip, I'm doggin' the 'Hawk but I'm scared of the 'Cat
F*ck Tris, I'ma put it on a hat pullin', shit we did, we was broke, I'll never go back
Can't love too hard from afar but the shit still there, you just gotta know that
Man, whatever, ayy
Ayy, my mama been calling "I love you," I'm looking for mud
I'm scorin' lean in a scrimmage, he sip for a image, I never would give him a song
I'm on my way out the world, can't turn to a villain
'Cause I'm the one showing the love
I ain't really mean it, I guess it's up
I got demons, a few I trust
Going top speed in a big wide truck
Jokes on me, R.I.P. my cup
Ayy, no bap, ayy, ayy

Ayy, how I'm high on drugs in a S580, I'm still worried 'bout my-, hm
Ayy, ayy
How I'm high on drugs in a S580, I'm still worried 'bout my-
Don't respond to no calls, don't got withdrawals
I buy all the lean I can get
Ain't givin' my all to a ho with flaws
I can't pop Xans and forget
I spent that all, well a nigga want a pint, I gotta make that shit right back

Hmm
Ayy, ayy, ayy