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luckyyy - ☻☻☻ lyrics

(intro)
mic check, 1 2 3, alright?
what’s up lucky people
alright loved ones!
uh huh
flowerbeds bro
blue soda all day!

(verse 1)
smiley smiley smiley
while he decides his feelings like he’s from inside out, are you riley?
violently, i yell at these homies violently
cause a homie don’t know what trial is, man, that’s so w+lly nilly
stack all the bands on top of eachother, man its the height of my new car
but infact, i think it would be two, because i can see it from a far
back then my money would be in jars now i’m sitting watching jaws cause i matured
i’m still a star
you see, monеy to me is just family, and family is the money homiе hop on mus i cal y
because we don’t use flipping tik tok, nah homie we don’t
scared of almond trees and almonds in general, nut allergy sorry cause i’m flying high like bumblebees
then i cut and gain up some cheese, get that cheddar
(my brand new freaking suv) too late, i’m in louis vuitton
and my old girlie? she in a beauty salon
i’m canadian but i’m not from saskatchewan
i’m not country, once i mowed my grandma’s lawn
my homie asked, hey flowerbeds, what happened to your girlie?
time is spent
money is lent and never returned
so when a homies talking i return and tell her i’m churned
(verse 2)
smiley smiley smiley
while he decides his feelings tell him cuss words
music like a siren that way i lure
i be he, him, they them, sure
i hide it like moss, or nahh, fur
stack all the bands, ehhh, its to the roof again!
but infact, we’re in a building not a small apartment then
we purchased a new copy of jaws and we sent the sharks
i’m still a star
you see, i don’t need any money, its just a way to flex
if it sounds good, yeah we put it on text
scared of trees you breathe less
scared of money you lay under them
(i forgot i didn’t have a car) too late, i’m at the cd place at the mall
and my old girlie? she kinda tall
too early for a fall off
my homie asked+ dang it, what he asked again?
time is spent
money ain’t lent but i get it returned
so when a homies talking i return and tell her i’m churned and then she burns me and i get heartburn, and n0bodys giving concern so i go and plug up that alpern with no turns and now i realize i’m getting stared at and a homies laughing at me and buddy, you want footworms? and now she stern, she clearly ain’t learn to not mess with me or you’ll get stirred and lured cause a homie is green like fern, hey, he’s throwing up now, shoot, shoot him in the flipping head and run out oops i’m a criminal dang it are you alright!?
dang

(outro)
blue soda man
99 99
nebula
all that stuff man!
bro

- luckyyy lyrics

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