LUCKI - Bloody Freestyle lyrics
LUCKI [Lucki Camel Jr.] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸
[LUCKI - Bloody Freestyle lyrics]
Woah, woah aye real talk bro
Niggas think I'm on this other shit bro
Im on the same shit you other niggas on bro
I don't really be on the same pace but like
You know what I'm sayin' bro
We can get up anywhere
I'm just flexing for this Freewave shit
You know how I'm comin'
Whoa, whoa, whoa, aye, whoa, whoa aye
Don't know what it is but you got me
Imma fuck her friend, that’s what it come to
Aye, I know he think he is but he not me
Aye, I'm living on that edge
No where to run to
I came wit' my God and my gun too
Double G's nigga make a funny move
She gon' ride with me she
Don't fuck with you
She gon' crash for me that what dummies do
I'm all out of town hear my mans wylin
Thinkin' 'bout them nights
Can't remember nun'
Boy we know your home if some xans calling
When it’s up for money boy ain’t shit fun
Whoa, whoa, whoa, aye
Yeah I'm boolin' smokin' dope man
It's me and Plu2o man, me and Ja Money man
Ima' have like the oldheads over here in it
Nigga better stop trippin' forreal
But nah, fuck that negative shit
I only want positive whoa, aye, aye
Hidin' the valley 'cause my dope here
Aye, and if she choose me then Kenny Chosen
And I got this freebie 'cause he owe me
I made double profit off your homie
Aye, she gon' miss me up cause she regret me
I only finesse you if you let me
Percocet is Satan why you next to me
Aye, her daddy bought her Benz
I'm movin' next speed
Aye, Freewave we do this mane
I just dropped nigga know
Tryna, you tryna hide me
All friendly kept and shit
You tryna play it cool
What can I say, I'm out though
Niggas think I'm on this other shit bro
Im on the same shit you other niggas on bro
I don't really be on the same pace but like
You know what I'm sayin' bro
We can get up anywhere
I'm just flexing for this Freewave shit
You know how I'm comin'
Whoa, whoa, whoa, aye, whoa, whoa aye
Don't know what it is but you got me
Imma fuck her friend, that’s what it come to
Aye, I know he think he is but he not me
Aye, I'm living on that edge
No where to run to
I came wit' my God and my gun too
Double G's nigga make a funny move
She gon' ride with me she
Don't fuck with you
She gon' crash for me that what dummies do
I'm all out of town hear my mans wylin
Thinkin' 'bout them nights
Can't remember nun'
Boy we know your home if some xans calling
When it’s up for money boy ain’t shit fun
Whoa, whoa, whoa, aye
Yeah I'm boolin' smokin' dope man
It's me and Plu2o man, me and Ja Money man
Ima' have like the oldheads over here in it
Nigga better stop trippin' forreal
But nah, fuck that negative shit
I only want positive whoa, aye, aye
Hidin' the valley 'cause my dope here
Aye, and if she choose me then Kenny Chosen
And I got this freebie 'cause he owe me
I made double profit off your homie
Aye, she gon' miss me up cause she regret me
I only finesse you if you let me
Percocet is Satan why you next to me
Aye, her daddy bought her Benz
I'm movin' next speed
Aye, Freewave we do this mane
I just dropped nigga know
Tryna, you tryna hide me
All friendly kept and shit
You tryna play it cool
What can I say, I'm out though