PROD. ICYTWAT

(Chorus)
love who 
hoe can’t get a dime
i get money all the time 
and I kno a bitch will lie
just to get it 
1 2 pour another line
ain’t got shit up on my mind
but codiene and living high wit no limits 
chase who 
this bitch out her mind 
who she kidding 
i ain’t had to spend it in a while 
bitches giving
Made you 
Now ya turned around 
and forgot who made ya style 
heard him moving outta bounds 
now he finished 

(Verse)
ain’t you 
i can’t come around 
I can’t fit up in ya crowd 
cause they ain’t gon be around
when it’s finished 
say truth 
niggas really clowns
i can’t even crack a smile  
when them niggas in the town 
We gon blitz em 
date you 
i ain’t got the time 
tunnel vision 
fake crew  
he don’t do no crimes
he a Christian 
hate who 
niggas outta line
imma leave the shit to time
we gon seee who really lying
and who richer

(Chorus)
love who 
hoe can’t get a dime
i get money all the time 
and I kno a bitch will lie
just to get it 
1 2 pour another line
ain’t got shit up on my mind
but codiene and living high wit no limits 
chase who 
this bitch out her mind 
who she kidding 
i ain’t had to spend it in a while 
bitches giving
Made you 
Now ya turned around 
and forgot who made ya style 
heard him moving outta bounds 
now he finished

LOVE WHO

Pros Ap - Trap Rapper (feat. Skilla Baby)

Produced by me

Lyrics:
Uhh keep twins like Zack and Cody
I got 20 bitches outside my door waiting to blow me
All these bitches hopping like bunnies makes sense its only snowing
Aint tryna be the one that blow up and fall off of oxycodone
There is no time for failure
All these niggas snakes in disguise they characters
Find another nigga I aint taking you serious
Bitch out of strikes she got 3 like Adidas

Thinking on my mattress
I need me a bad bitch
Put yo face on camera hoe aint fucking wit no cat fish
Said she like gymnastics
So in it I do backflips
I aint even up yet and it feel like I'm on the blacklist
Hopped out that cage bitch I'm feeling like a animal
Hoe I aint sliding less you slurping like a Danimal yes, yes
Bitch its Vintagé yeah that nigga counting checks, checks
If she do not want me I'll find another hoe say less, less
Hoe take off your panties, take off your bra
She say I'm complicated baby this is not algebra
I'm overstimulated by the internet logging off
I don't just want you for your box lil baby want all of ya (want all of ya!)
So start dancing, big ape be banging on my chest no chimpanzee
Played that little hoe "DIVIDE" now she fiending to un pants me
Telling me how she so ghetto just like Sexy did Lancey
Man these niggas cant compare to me
Hard knock life, phone stay on dnd so baby call twice
Yeah little shorty bad and all, but do she blow pipe?
Shots always hit my target came equipped with no sight
These losers got no life!

Uhh keep twins like Zack and Cody
I got 20 bitches outside my door waiting to blow me
All these bitches hopping like bunnies makes sense its only snowing
Aint tryna be the one that blow up and fall off of oxycodone
There is no time for failure
All these niggas snakes in disguise they characters
Find another nigga I aint taking you serious
Bitch out of strikes she got 3 like Adidas

Yuh, yeah I dodge everything that she say like a challenger
She asking when I'm free hold up wait lemme check my calendar
If I find anything in that phone I swear she out of here
When it comes to making money, providing for queen I cant really balancer

Vintagé - BALANCER

EMOJI

Born Again

Fashion Figure

Won't Diss You

Won’t Diss You

comprehension [malcast]

lucki spotify - https://open.spotify.com/artist/5tQMB0cuNXdCtzovGt55uD
lucki birdgang official video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35MtsfXGPVw

Lucki Eck$

lucki - birdgang

LUCKI ECK$ - HIDDEN PLACE

Supa Vultures EP

Nobody Knows

C CHOPPA X LUCKI - Floor Seats

Vintagé - BALANCER

Vintagé (@typedisin)

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