Lucii - Works lyrics

(Gotcha, Ghosty)
(AV) luc', Luc' (Luc', Luc')
Mhm, splash (Come here, come here)

We're the ones that put in the work
(The work)
We're the ones that drench up curbs
(The curbs) i'm the one who sent my young
Boy straight to your mum's yard
And that's word (Word)
Real recognize real (Real) , and them boys
They're some nerds (They're nerds)
None of them yutes have splashed someone
So why they claimin' works?

Thеy play their games in the homе on PS5
But can't play with man? (Gone)
Send it, had that drop
An opp boy got bored and the whole gang ran
Chat on the net like fassies
Not one of them wanna eat this shank
(Fass') lucii a demon, said it already
I named three man that I shanked (Facts)
None of these man can talk on my name
Ain't got one name on their yank (Not once)
But fuck it, it is what it is
They lie on tracks
They're nuttin' but tramps (Tramps)
While I'm in the studio cookin' a madness
Tizz in the trap, and he cookin' up crack
(Whip) anything for the cause, get done
I'll bore up a man if
You think that you're bad (Come 'ere)
No one on the roads tryna sad my back
So Lucii doesn't lack (I won't)
When they see me, it's a hundred laps
Put that on my life, it's facts
(It's facts)
A fucked you, don't do no drills
RIP 'cah your friend got killed
Ride for your dead homie in the floor
And stop talking like dramatic girls

We're the ones that put in the work
(The work)
We're the ones that drench up curbs
(The curbs) i'm the one who sent my young
Boy straight to your mum's yard
And that's word (Word)
Real recognize real (Real) , and them boys
They're some nerds (They're nerds)
None of them yutes have splashed someone
So why they claimin' works?
We're the ones that put in the work
(The work)
We're the ones that drench up curbs
(The curbs) i'm the one who sent my young
Boy straight to your mum's yard
And that's word (Word)
Real recognize real (Real) , and them boys
They're some nerds (They're nerds)
None of them yutes have splashed someone
So why they claimin' works?

Fuck with T then you fuckin' with me
Tizzy my savage, my IC3
Anything get done for my bro, my G
Let a man try ride, that's permanent sleep
Either you can get put in a coffin
Try fuck with me, and I'll make man bleed
Creep, creep with the Mac and squeeze
Or it could be the dots, make the sneeze
I can name four boroughs
I plugged with shanks
And I did it all on my yard
Bexley, Dunford, Bromley, and Louis
All creepin' on shanks, I'll
Back my blade and fetch your soul
Lucii, I'm a fuckin' hazard
Go ask Reeko what I did to his bros
And why them man there hide their home?

We're the ones that put in the work
(The work)
We're the ones that drench up curbs
(The curbs) i'm the one who sent my young
Boy straight to your mum's yard
And that's word (Word)
Real recognize real (Real) , and them boys
They're some nerds (They're nerds)
None of them yutes have splashed someone
So why they claimin' works?

This's one cold (Gotcha)
(Ghosty, AV)