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tory lanez - luck you (freestyle) lyrics

[verse]
i got a million flows, i can go sillly with those
i got a pocket rocket
down to c-ck and chop and pop a n-gg- that really impose
n-gg-s that’s wit me is villans in hoodies
that lost all they good and they feelings on road
it’s so appealing, the feeling of k!lling a n-gg- that pose
get milli vanillied with those
turn a beef plate to a cheesesteak
b-tch, i be really in philly with those
neck rocky as a blizzard, a n-gg- flex gotten bigger
my wrist is so chilly, it froze
really i’m colder than ever, my n-gg-s going for whatever
n-gg-s gripped up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the weather
sandstorm or the desert, hands drawn on a dessy
leave his whole body bl–dy
like shorty done put in her tampon on already
shooting with a vietnam cannon out the peter arm on the levy
see, the charm on already
we go to jail, this sh-t’ll be fine, we’ll meet up with friends
’cause all of our mans gone-gone already
n-gg- the-, n-gg- the-
i’ma do a three in week, i gave the jeep the receipt
either the double-r st-tching, it’s that or the bentley b in the seat
i got my d in a freak, i gotta be in repeat
she wanna eat every morning
i treat it like porridge and gave her the cream of the wheat
and i rock it like p and a b
i don’t cop it less it’s louie, gucci on the pocket
or even a d and a g, ’cause the way that the money piling
i be wilding ’til a n-gg- make about a b in a week
f-ck n-gg-s hating on me
nut i’m gary payton, always on the team with the green
and the money counter, ’cause when i’m accounting
it be money coming in and coming out it, paper cut the money
dummy n-gg-s, i been thumbing out it
trying not to run up out it in a fist fight
with a knife, n-gg- brought a gun up out it
don’t you run up out it, lil’ n-gg-
uh, hit him with a mini mac
is he really that bad that i gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
matter fact, riddle me that
i’m literally at the spot that he said he’d be at, but where is he at?
like, really n-gg-? is you really tellin’ me that?
like i ain’t prepared to hit him with a felony act?
like, what you thought, i would never react?
have a n-gg- looking like he tryna fight in smash bros
when a n-gg- put a whole sh-ll in his back
f-ck n-gg-s yelling it back
n-gg-s get high and start hating on a real n-gg-
it’s like a n-gg- smoking on jealousy pack
look, lil’ n-gg-, uh
i got the remedy, i got the shooters with hidden ident-ties
f-ck who send at me
i got a stack on me long as a ruler and centipede
i got that geneve, i got the energy
i got the money, the power, the enemies
i go to business
i’m asking these n-gg-s for 60 percent of the ent-ty
no one defending me
n-gg-s is talking, but no one offending me
n-gg-s know what the result of the end’ll be
n-gg-s won’t know how to find where they men’ll be
i’m a way different n-gg- on hennessy
i got the recipe, none of y’all n-gg-s sit next to me
guard where your head and ya chess’ll be
i suggest you n-gg-s never go testin’ me
i suggest you n-gg-s never go testin’ me, n-gg-

[outro]
i promise you n-gg-s i do this sh-t in my sleep, it’s easy
i come to the studio and just say sh-t and it comes out that way
you know what i mean?
i promise y’all we down to go 36 hundred thousand rounds with anybody
let these n-gg-s know that all that rapping fast sh-t
we can do it too, n-gg-
n-gg-s be thinking they got that special sauce
not today, n-gg-, ain’t that right man?
y’all know what the f-ck going on man
who next? who next? who next? for real, who next?
lemme know, lemme know, i’m off this, i’m off this
love me now

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