LUCKI - None Other lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ayy, ayy, ayy
Man, man

I'm t'd off juice and xan
I don't know you lil' mans
Got this lil' deuce-deuce in my pocket
In these Nudie pants my plug up on a band
I gotta meet him there
So I don't do shorts, don't do deals
It's either here or there
My bitch don't like new niggas
Say they gone get me caught
Say, "fuck with them
You gone catch records" '07 Randy Moss
I touch her redskin, then I jet
Boy I'm Santana Moss
Wait, let me pop like four more pills
Them old ones wearing off
Boy, who the fuck is you?
You ain't no one nine seven
What stain you rep? Who chain you grip?
It's looking ugly, yessir
I take yo' shit, won't bring that back
Boy I'm no Devin Hester
That bitch left me, fake like that hurt
Boy I'm just like a wrestler

Right, so I talk my shit like none other
Finesse this shit like none other
Fuck around, make you rob yo' brother
I'm on it
Right, man I talk my shit like none other
Finesse this shit like none other
Make you wanna rob yo' brother i'm on it

Man they got me T'd
Don't tell me no fucking rules
We don't do those
Remember I said that's why
I dropped outta school
You gotta listen bitch
Don't make me show this attitude you like
"this why all yo friends be
Fucking mad at you?"
I'm just too smart for mu'fuckas
But that don't matter dude i'm just 18
They said I'm dumb but
That's what xannies do
Well I pop X now so I’m
Up when I be Xannin’ too
Don't be this stubborn to the
Devil wanna dance with dude
Finessed a close friend
I didn't feel anything
I knew since then that it don't
Matter if you kin to me instead of ghost
Get Scooby-Doo to solve this mystery
You sick? Well this black market
Magic is the remedy

Right, so I talk my shit like none other
Finesse this shit like none other
Fuck around, make you rob yo' brother
I'm on it
Right, man I talk my shit like none other
Finesse this shit like none other
Make you wanna rob yo' brother i'm on it