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Outta Luck

 

Outta Luck

(альбом: The D.O.A. Tape (Care Package) - 2022)


Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed

Moving Wock, with the chop, thirties stuck on me, I don't let 'em box
Let off shots, watch 'em bop, hallows they dancing and raining, I won't stop
I get money, I don't do Ciroc, need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
I get money, I don't do Ciroc, need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
I get money, I don't do Ciroc, need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
Slide from both sides, we gon' wrap this shit up like a bowtie
Don't fold 'cause I know I'ma blow mine
My gun came with a safety, I broke mine

Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed (Ayy, ayy)

I'm sliding Hellcat with a Glock, bad bitch front seat, it look like Vivica Fox
On the block everybody got a chopper, it's a thousand and something shots tryna stop a nigga car
We spinning, everybody tryna rob, everybody catching bodies, everybody slang nines, we sinning
These niggas ain't street, ain't shit like me, nigga, tell me how the fuck we twinnin'?
Nigga, fuck new friends, with them hammers till the end, 'cause they was down bad, broke with me
And they been like this from the beginning
And it's been like that from the start, we sliding with switches and stolen cars
I'm so quick to hop out with the semi, run down with the hitters, send shots to your heart
And most of these rap nigga bitch, we catching 'em slipping, and shooting at stars
My grandma told me God forgive and when I wack a nigga just go pray to God

Man, these nigga, they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed

Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed

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