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Out Of Luck

Lines

89

Words

620

Album Tracks

5

Intro

Menoh!

Pre-Chorus

My life a movie the way they be acting

She say that she like all my ad-libs

This life I gotta appreciate

Remember the time I ain't have this

But when they see me in a mansion

Tell me that they proud and they clapping

AR, I had to demonstrate

Honestly‚ I'm really just rapping

On the 'Gram‚ I got fans and they love me

On the 'Gram‚ I got haters, they hate me

They say that, "This nigga a fucking nerd"

Wonder why they seeing me lately

Wonder why they bitch wanna date me

Wonder why they cannot escape me

Wonder why some goofy nigga on the internet richer than them with brace teeth

Chorus

Don't fuck with you‚ I'm gon' fuck it up

Getting rackades, I fuck with my bucks

Say you want me, then you out of luck

Baby girl‚ you out of luck

Antisocial, never joined the club

Now your ho invite me to the club

But your sex, it don't attract me

Girl, nah, that ain't enough

Don't fuck with you, I'm gon' fuck it up

Getting rackades, I fuck with my bucks

Say you want me, then you out of luck

Baby girl, you out of luck

Anti-social, never joined the club

Now your ho invite me to the club

But your sex, it don't attract me

Girl, nah, that ain't enough

Verse

Swear, life change quick

Some niggas gotta keep that blick

Can't control if you broke or born rich

If you want a situation, nigga, deal with it

Ha, bitch, you ain't made that clear

Nigga, see Lil Tecca on their screen and click

Rewind a few times on the flow real quick

Finessin' nigga, I was known for this

You immature and I'm grown with it

But it's Young Nigga World, kids so with it

Niggas will accuse you, I know

Just so they close when you blowin' shit

They gon' gas you up regardless, don't care

So it's fuck your opinion, don't care what you hear

It's BAPE, boy, it's BB Simons on my gear

Your bitch spittin' game on me, hit from the rear

Me goin' broke, in God what I fear

Thank God she bless me, nigga, no luck

And I'm on my grind like some muhfuckin' trucks

I got the sauce, you can't touch, no

Pre-Chorus

My life a movie the way they be acting

She say that she like all my ad-libs

This life I gotta appreciate

Remember the time I ain't have this

But when they see me in a mansion

Tell me that they proud and they clapping

AR, I had to demonstrate

Honestly, I'm really just rapping

On the 'Gram, I got fans and they love me

On the 'Gram, I got haters, they hate me

They say that, "This nigga a fucking nerd"

Wonder why they seeing me lately

Wonder why they bitch wanna date me

Wonder why they cannot escape me

Wonder why some goofy nigga on the internet richer than them with brace teeth

Chorus

Don't fuck with you, I'm gon' fuck it up

Getting rackades, I fuck with my bucks

Say you want me, then you out of luck

Baby girl, you out of luck

Antisocial, never joined the club

Now your ho invite me to the club

But your sex, it don't attract me

Girl, nah, that ain't enough

Don't fuck with you, I'm gon' fuck it up

Getting rackades, I fuck with my bucks

Say you want me, then you out of luck

Baby girl, you out of luck

Anti-social, never joined the club

Now your ho invite me to the club

But your sex, it don't attract me

Girl, nah, that ain't enough

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