LUCKI - I Need More lyrics
LUCKI [Lucki Camel Jr.] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸
[LUCKI - I Need More lyrics]
Nash Effect
Yo, I just made twenty easy, I need
Yo, I just, yo, I just, ayy
I just made twenty easy, I need more
Got the lean man waitin' at the show, ayy
She a diva, she get dirty on the low, ayy
Woah
I was waitin’ for the drama at the door, ayy
Woah i'm a fiend, kick the cup
I drop a tear, ayy, woah
World crazy, I get high just
Out of fear, ayy, woah
Esco hit me, he like "Shorty
This yo year", ayy, woah
Off a 50, popped a 30 with two tens, ayy
Woah i need water, but this
Fanta make amends, ayy, woah
I like Beamers, but I stretched
Her in his Benz, ayy, woah
I was late but I just came
From my back end, ayy, woah
And I got high and thought I
Really loved the fans, ayy, woah
Love my bitch, I do her
Dirty 'cause that’s law, ayy
Like, when you look, like
Do you really find a flaw?
First tour at 16, I saw it all, ayy, woah
Stomach clenchin', 18, first
Withdrawal, ayy, woah
For that money, yeah, I tell
A Vick whatever, ayy, woah
Free my brother, for the opps
It's for the better, ayy, woah
Cold world but it get steamy
With a sweater, ayy, woah
Pray to God, like can you lead
Me to the better, ayy, ayy
Everywhere I go, cookie jar smoke
They just wanna meet, all my brothers close
Ayy
I put her to sleep, you ain't comin' close
Everywhere I go, everywhere I go
Woah, yo, yo, yo
Yo, I just made twenty easy, I need
Yo, I just, yo, I just, ayy
I just made twenty easy, I need more
Got the lean man waitin' at the show, ayy
She a diva, she get dirty on the low, ayy
Woah
I was waitin’ for the drama at the door, ayy
Woah i'm a fiend, kick the cup
I drop a tear, ayy, woah
World crazy, I get high just
Out of fear, ayy, woah
Esco hit me, he like "Shorty
This yo year", ayy, woah
Off a 50, popped a 30 with two tens, ayy
Woah i need water, but this
Fanta make amends, ayy, woah
I like Beamers, but I stretched
Her in his Benz, ayy, woah
I was late but I just came
From my back end, ayy, woah
And I got high and thought I
Really loved the fans, ayy, woah
Love my bitch, I do her
Dirty 'cause that’s law, ayy
Like, when you look, like
Do you really find a flaw?
First tour at 16, I saw it all, ayy, woah
Stomach clenchin', 18, first
Withdrawal, ayy, woah
For that money, yeah, I tell
A Vick whatever, ayy, woah
Free my brother, for the opps
It's for the better, ayy, woah
Cold world but it get steamy
With a sweater, ayy, woah
Pray to God, like can you lead
Me to the better, ayy, ayy
Everywhere I go, cookie jar smoke
They just wanna meet, all my brothers close
Ayy
I put her to sleep, you ain't comin' close
Everywhere I go, everywhere I go
Woah, yo, yo, yo