No Luck

Run it up stack it rep it stash it
These niggas ain’t making no money I’m rappin
In the car with a stripper
While leaving from Magic I’ma
Shoot out the drop if they boy goto actin
Luh shawty a ratchet but dressin
So classy imma fuck
Onna floor and on top of the mattress
We be sellin dat dope dat heroin thru
Magic Survivor the pendat I’m calling it
Tactics covered in fashion my
Jacket Cancun 32
Shots you get hit with bamboon
Walkin on stage with the blood on my shoes
Ian trusting that hoe cause I know she
A choose loyalty don’t ever
Get it confused Open
The bottle pour Tec in the fuse
Young nigga up Ian graduate school walk in
That bitch I’m breakin the rules
You know I approve it she fuckin wit
Who? You know that I buss it
At all of them dudes Rap onna
Mic imma throw out them clues
A regular day 23 on my shoes they want
It I spread I throw em the blues
Them bullets confetti I step on a fool don’t
Know where I’m headed I start it Vroom
I’m covered in chains in the
Middle of the room

Flooded wit VVs I shot outa space I
Got loaded and landed on Saturn (uh)
Run up my money I cut off them bitches
Upgraded and cashed out on St Laurent Move
Like a general looking for love and trips
By sum trucks with alot of guns
Everything nit ain’t got no luck and
My stilo cup so rough
Post up in red bottoms I come from the bottom
Luh Shawty look like she a
Goddess give a fuck if
They watching they don’t want no
Problems my youngins be
Totin them choppa For to hold up my pants put
On feremgama I lock in the safe every dolla
Imma cherish alotta luh shawty be trippin but
I only hope that she follow