LUCKI
##RR##EFG (Remix)
[Intro: Kankan]
Yeah, ha, ayy
I been up like all— phew
Geeked every day of the week, geeked every day, ayy
Hopped on the drank, got a young n***a sleep

[Verse 1: Kankan]
I been up like all week (I been up like all week)
Sippin' drank, still ain't sleep (Sippin' drank, still ain't sleep)
No, we ain't keepin' no peace (No, we ain't keepin' no peace)
They said it's fuck me, so be it (Yeah)
N***a, my wrist too— (Ayy)
Look at my crib, too big (My crib too big)
Look at my n***as, too rich (Look at my n***as, too rich)
I make the 'Cat go fast (Yeah)
Fuck around, spilled my drink (Spilled my rank)
Add it up, just do the math (Uh-huh)
Y'all got lil' boy rank (Y'all got lil' boy rank)
In the GLE, big boy truck (Yeah)
I'm trying to find this drank (I'm trying to find this drank)
Yeah, these lame n***as tryna keep up (Huh)
I'm tryna go hit the bank (I'm tryna go hit the bank)
Up in the Bentley, his ho is a slut (Yeah)
She keep tryna hit my drank
Spent his lil' ass chain on drugs
Real double R shit, can't say it in vain (Can't say it in vain, yeah)
I done made too much, took all the racks in the bank (Took out the bank)
Yeah, I might go on tour, put it right in the safe (Put right in the—)
[Verse 2: LUCKI]
Ayy, ayy, if she ain't staying, I'm geeked for the rest of the week
Ayy, if she ain't staying, I'm geeked for the rest of the week
Ayy, ayy, if she ain't staying, I'm geeked for the rest of the week
I'm doin' a show on Xans', I'm feelin' the love from the bleachers
GT, not the four door, this the Bentley one
She for keeps but I'ma score her once, and still gon' give her up
I ain't fuckin' no fans, whatever I say she gon' tweet it
I'm with Kan, so Wock' and Tris'
R.I.P. DMX but we really rich
Broke her heart, she gon' pick me again
My idol heard I'm richer than him
Same young n***as used to sleep on that couch, now he hatin' 'cause I hit his bitch
Pints like slimes sittin' on my counter, can't trust a bitch so I gotta keep countin'
Young Neptune, I'm really lit
Been a rough ride, but I'm really rich

[Verse 3: Trendy]
Yeah, yeah
Been a rough ride, but I'm really rich
New bitch said, I'm really him
Trendy, why you so vigilant?
In the whip, with Lucki and Kan
Now we feelin' so militant
Don't get mad, just saw your bitch
Saw my chain, she took a pic
Yeah, yeah
Saw my chain, she took a pic
Why you hangin' round with him?
Don't you know, I'm richer than him?
Broke boys out here laughin'
But in a year, bitch, I'll be countin' Ms
Bitch, I don't even make music
But I'm here, get used to it
[Outro: Trendy]
Yeah, yeah
But I'm here, get used to it
Yeah
##RR shit, ##EFG shit, ##CT shit
Uh, Trendy, uh