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[intro]
light it up lucca

[verse: 1]
f+ck then leave ain’t no time for hulu
762. in that clip yea it could go through you
trynna get a band
trynna get that rich that’s on my todo
my n+ggas like a daw
i ain’t talking bout no f+cking fruit loops
cuz they my dawg
h+llcat going off lil n+gga
yea we making it fog
tell that b+tch to f+cking bounce
yea she jump like a frog
my homie keep a f+cking stick
yea he keeping a log
your gang is soft as f+ck
lil n+gga like a f+cking pillow
n+gga spin his block
balling like dwayne
i ain’t talking bout the rock
choppa sofaygo yea
the way it knock knock
he’s mad that his b+tch
play me on the f+cking aux
[verse: 2]
oh lil uzi yea that’s a rack
hit a model b+tch yea from the back
i’m at his crib like where you at
goyard f+cking bag yea
that’s where the pole at
off+white t+shirt amiri jeans first
bought that b+tch a double c bag
i still won’t keep her
i ain’t lucki for that b+tch lil n+gga
i will leave her
balenci on the shoes man
who is you man
diamonds sick like flu man
rollie wrist is 2+tan
three k’s like the klu klan
yea i keep a two man
she wanna go on two man
i block that b+tch she so mad
want this fame like so bad
still pray to god for what i have
this a bentley n+gga ain’t no tonka truck
like its triple x lil n+gga get a tummy tuck
yea da choppa f+ck you up
you get a uppercut
we squeeze that motherf+cking trigger
like a rubber duck
told that n+gga yea that sh+t i got full auto
three of us up in that whip like grand theft auto
told that girl to call my phone like yea tommrow
that b+tch see my insta now she gon follow
all white is the fit lil n+gga dressed up like i’m skips yea
you say you got some motion but nah you is schizing
making f+cking bread like a chief in the kitchen
you don’t want no smoke don’t want no job don’t want no business
[verse: 3]
got more guns then bo2
she want the meat she want the food
i want the bands i want the loot
i want those pants i want that coupe
she want me b+tch i want her to
bad ass b+tch from malibu
in the desert like its dune
be up all night i see the moon
me and $leepy we sleepy off the lean we can not walk
my n+gga pj he got the arp’s and got the chops
like a beacon we light up shows lil n+gga when we talk
left him leaking cuz he talked on rb$ the squad
condos with expensive arts with some f+cking persian rugs
i still pray to god remember we ain’t have no cloth
now i’m hoping rb$ can make it to the top
i’ll buy them all some srt’s when i get money yea

[outro]
whoa

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