Letra de Gerskiway - LUCKI

(Feat. Rylo Rodriguez, Veeze)

Top ski, top ger, top four

You know what's goin' on

(Icey, I'm so sick of you)

I was already stickin' in my card 'fore she said the amount

Damn near bought the same jeans twice, I ain't even keepin' count

Girl so freaky, said her pussy get wet how the car sound

I gotta keep me a coffee cup like I got a horrible job

I'm withdrawlin' from that drank, I'm sweatin' through Celine

I was just mad at my lil' bitch, she did somethin' in a dream

She seen the Benz, she's in traffic, remind her of me

I got too much money right now, they say I'm outta reach

I'm in the black truck like the pres', but I can't get impeached

It's some niggas that want me dead, but they ain't got the reach

I don't respect nobody but the feds, everybody else can beat it

One call away, uh, all the day (Yeah)

Freestyle pourin' 'til it's sud, don't think no lean can fit in it, yeah

I'm over the pourin', might need help, my cup on senior citizen

I got a vibe in every region, ho act like she ain't Caribbean

I'ma think you twelve if you leave your gun, I'm clutch as Rob Dillingham

Somethin' I never seen was the ho on Earth I ever wanna wife

Ho bet not ever pass my finger, I'll treat it like Uncle Ice

Said he got Wock', but he wants two K, well to me, it's priceless

I got these hoes lined up like suspects, pickin' 'em out of a line up

Perc' kicked in, I'm the chosen one, dark slo-mo like Soulja Slim

Carry all hundreds, I'm grown as fuck, plain watch like I make hole in ones

So many hoes got striked in the club right now, man, I feel like a bowlin' ball

Can't have smoke with no nigga if it ain't no money, if it ain't no blood involved

Ayy, ayy, gotta brush my shoulder off

She just took off titties and ass the same, she already know it's soft

Swear to God, just told Wham, "We richest now, how the fuck we fallin' off?"

Young nigga, I'm a rich junkie, take real medicine, never took Tylenol

I just put a bitch up, she say I'm the GOAT, it don't even bother y'all

Nigga can't get a response, he'll get a bullet unless that guap involved

Them lil' boys ain't opps, they ain't on nothin', I pop out a fishbowl

A bitch went plain AP, her ear a three-pointer, this shit like a field goal

It's obvious I got more drip than a boat, still just this year in clothes

Dash 220 in the moment, I could lose you, like a lil' remote

They pulled up, tried to spin, gotta box 'em in like Bud Crawford

I'm tryna focus on real estate, I'm thinkin' 'bout buyin' all the drug houses

You rap niggas get messy, I feel like a ho if I download Clubhouse

You rap niggas get messy, I fuck around and buy 'em a soccer ball

These rap niggas be worse than the ho who be spillin' they tea, they love gossip

Hope you know, you'll never be the main bitch, I'm married to Aunt Jemima

My young niggas got way more Glocks and switches than they got clean boxers

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