Twin FlowGodfather II Lyrics – LUCKI

Read the complete Twin FlowGodfather II Lyrics by LUCKI from the album Dr*gs R Bad along with song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: Veeze]
Gang, gang

[Verse 1: Veeze]
I’ma cut these lines, I ain’t sniffing nothing
Work my ass off, but they still (??)
Pour mud every day ’cause I come from it
She gon’ fu*k the gang, you gon’ put a ring on it
I ran up in ice like my knees swollen
I ran up in ice like Durant on the game mode
You can watch a movie in the V, this the new version
This remind me, we got caviar and bone marrow

I’ma put you down, that lil’ s*it right there got miles on it
I wait at the bank, these folks really act like they tired of me
I feel like I made it, my idols say they proud of me
My lil’ bro rich as hеll, feel like I could retire еarly
And n!gga, pick a side, can’t be both of ’em
She text me paragraphs just to barrow money
These n!ggas be scared of jail, they turn to law enforcement
These n!ggas keep tryna take my swag, these n!ggas ain’t aura farmim’

[Verse 2: LUCKI]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I’m high, I’m like a prince because I’m made for it
I’m passing out pape’, they put me in they group chat
My son be riding around like he a lil’ made boy
Got so much pape’, we trade, you wouldn’t know what to do with that
I’m with a lil’ hood b!tch, she said it’s giving fu*k Tris
I know I made it, I can tell ’cause I’m by myself
I play life like I’m faded, but I still will send you to Hell
Some hustling n!ggas raised me, I live life like a cell
Never mind, can’t be yourself, geek up or be their help
I’m higher than the rest and richer than everybody else

[Verse 3: Veeze]
N!gga praying for my downfall, you know you going to Hell
I give that ho a general admission, not no VIP
I think I’m getting worser and worser each sip

I put my b!tch in Miu Miu, I ain’t going no Lululemon
Don’t touch my double cup (??)
My n!gga gon’ catch this b!tch, but she still gon’ kiss and tell
Getting geeked my favorite hobby now
Pushing P in the booth, you’d probably li
rab a goofy on some (??)
I go burger man bad, this s*it fifteen top
They be acting like they stepping s*it on with they eyes closed

[Verse 4: LUCKI]
Yeah, ayy, ayy, this s*it started, she want Chanel, now she in the mafia
Wonder if there’s no such thing as Zelle, how much they’d be proud of ya
Can’t be tricked by (??), looking for an audience
I’m made, man,

[an artist] (??) and you look like a target
Just got back from outer space and it was news to all of us
You gotta learn how to play your place, but you look really proud of it
I got skis on the way, I got girls on the way

[Outro: LUCKI]
Top Ski
Huh, ganger Veeze