LUCKI, outby16 - Too good to be true lyrics
LUCKI [Lucki Camel Jr.] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸
[LUCKI, outby16 - Too good to be true lyrics]
Aye, yo, aye
I say what you want from me (aye, aye)
Miss her and her friend I need that again
Did that all myself I look back again
Yo, you're too good to be
True you're like actavis
Me and you did the coupes why look back again
Tell me sum i start poppin them blues
Like all on accident
Perc 30 with that Sprite, yea
That Sprite my medicine
Yo, what you say gotta be true
Thats my rap again
(you know i fuck with you
You know you mad confused, you know)
All these niggas hate, all I show is love
Fuck that bitch she gotta be sick
That's why she hit me up
Why my mamma googlin lean keep
Sending me kidney stuff
Ho you know i'm dead why you hit me up
Fuck that bitch, im boutta be rich
That's why she hit me up (aye)
I chuck B's inna SRT like
I'm with Nudy and em
Me and Saw Money bitch, we hold the species
Say we dirty niggas
Too good to be true you're like Actavis
(aye) play me like a fool
But you'll be back again
All this money on lean, should've been a VVS
I fixed that ho self esteem
Bitch wanna see me dead
Too good to be true you're like Actavis
Too good to be true you're like Actavis
I can't find no tech i'm a brat again
Miss her and her friend I need that again
Miss her and her friend I need that again
Miss her and her friend, yo, yo, yo
I say what you want from me (aye, aye)
Miss her and her friend I need that again
Did that all myself I look back again
Yo, you're too good to be
True you're like actavis
Me and you did the coupes why look back again
Tell me sum i start poppin them blues
Like all on accident
Perc 30 with that Sprite, yea
That Sprite my medicine
Yo, what you say gotta be true
Thats my rap again
(you know i fuck with you
You know you mad confused, you know)
All these niggas hate, all I show is love
Fuck that bitch she gotta be sick
That's why she hit me up
Why my mamma googlin lean keep
Sending me kidney stuff
Ho you know i'm dead why you hit me up
Fuck that bitch, im boutta be rich
That's why she hit me up (aye)
I chuck B's inna SRT like
I'm with Nudy and em
Me and Saw Money bitch, we hold the species
Say we dirty niggas
Too good to be true you're like Actavis
(aye) play me like a fool
But you'll be back again
All this money on lean, should've been a VVS
I fixed that ho self esteem
Bitch wanna see me dead
Too good to be true you're like Actavis
Too good to be true you're like Actavis
I can't find no tech i'm a brat again
Miss her and her friend I need that again
Miss her and her friend I need that again
Miss her and her friend, yo, yo, yo