LUCKI - Super Sport Shit lyrics
LUCKI [Lucki Camel Jr.] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸
[LUCKI - Super Sport Shit lyrics]
Yo, aye!
She wanna be in the movie
She wanna be in the stars
She wanna kill my groupies and
She wanna break my heart
AMG lights like art
Sound like a SRT-8 when it start
Came out with no pretty bitch
Like hollywood take her heart
EFG we really lit and the
Fuck boy said it’s dark car smoked out
I'm a leave a tip to valet man it’s parked
New York City to the A
Royalty checks from the bay
MOB with a suit, she love it cause i’m made
"yeah Neptune, how you got no flaws and the
Hoe all in yo way!"
Yeah, really that out there
Aye super sport shit
Shit she he can’t afford shit
Always on codiene
She thought they endorsed me!
Trackhawk make a scene
And she live just for that shit
Super sport shit
But i’m moving slow like brady
I straight love that wock, i was nodding off
Why they hate me
MOB with a suit, stand on business we salute
Cousin starting on mirror think my mama
Say the shit ain’t cute super poor shit
All my feelings pour the shit
I got up through covid that bitch
Say i’m spoiled as shit i guess, aye aye
Tune slime geeker! SR Two seater
I met most of my idols and
I quit that being a dreamer
See us wanna be us, fell off like my teachers
Super sport shit, super poor shit
Not no rushing demeanor
She wanna feel important shit
Super sport shit, but i super pour this shit
She wanna be in the movie
She wanna be in the stars
She wanna kill my groupies and
She wanna break my heart
She wanna be in the movie
She wanna be in the stars
She wanna kill my groupies or
She wanna break my heart
AMG lights like art
Sound like a SRT-8 when it start
Came up with no pretty bitch
Now hollywood take her heart
AMG lights like art
Sound like a SRT-8 when it start
She wanna be in the movie
She wanna be in the stars
She wanna be in the movie
She wanna be in the stars
She wanna kill my groupies and
She wanna break my heart
AMG lights like art
Sound like a SRT-8 when it start
Came out with no pretty bitch
Like hollywood take her heart
EFG we really lit and the
Fuck boy said it’s dark car smoked out
I'm a leave a tip to valet man it’s parked
New York City to the A
Royalty checks from the bay
MOB with a suit, she love it cause i’m made
"yeah Neptune, how you got no flaws and the
Hoe all in yo way!"
Yeah, really that out there
Aye super sport shit
Shit she he can’t afford shit
Always on codiene
She thought they endorsed me!
Trackhawk make a scene
And she live just for that shit
Super sport shit
But i’m moving slow like brady
I straight love that wock, i was nodding off
Why they hate me
MOB with a suit, stand on business we salute
Cousin starting on mirror think my mama
Say the shit ain’t cute super poor shit
All my feelings pour the shit
I got up through covid that bitch
Say i’m spoiled as shit i guess, aye aye
Tune slime geeker! SR Two seater
I met most of my idols and
I quit that being a dreamer
See us wanna be us, fell off like my teachers
Super sport shit, super poor shit
Not no rushing demeanor
She wanna feel important shit
Super sport shit, but i super pour this shit
She wanna be in the movie
She wanna be in the stars
She wanna kill my groupies and
She wanna break my heart
She wanna be in the movie
She wanna be in the stars
She wanna kill my groupies or
She wanna break my heart
AMG lights like art
Sound like a SRT-8 when it start
Came up with no pretty bitch
Now hollywood take her heart
AMG lights like art
Sound like a SRT-8 when it start
She wanna be in the movie
She wanna be in the stars