Yeah, it's like ooh, yeah, feelin' like I fucked up, yeah, yeah
It's like ooh, yeah, feelin' like my luck's up, yeah, yeah
It's like ooh, (yeah, yeah) yeah, feelin' like I fucked up, yeah, yeah
It's like (yeah, yeah) ooh, yeah, feelin' like my luck's up, yeah, yeah
It's like, yeah
Drive this foreign fast and I'm not crashing it (yeah, yeah)
Got a pound of gas in my back seat and I'm not stashing it
Fuck you, talk like you beginning, you ain't having it
Niggas talking like they be having chips, they ain't having it
Sink that zombie bitch, I would not pull it 'cause I'm stashing it
Fuck you, niggas mad at me 'cause I'm not asking 'em
Niggas mad at me 'cause I'm rolling up like a massacre
Probably fucking Trisha, tell her papa I like her acronym
Ooh, got me feelin' like I fucked up, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
It's like ooh, yeah, feelin' like my luck's up, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
It's like ooh, yeah, money, know I gotta, yeah, yeah
It's like ooh, live with no regrets now, no, no (yeah, yeah)
It's like ooh, feelin' like I fucked up, yeah, yeah
It's like ooh, feelin' like my luck's up, yeah, yeah
It's like ooh, yeah, feelin' like I fucked up yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
It's like ooh, yeah, feelin' like my luck's up, yeah, yeah
It's like, yeah
Daddy got one, no, I would not roll it if it is the mids
Purple dropper but my shit is cherry
'Cause it's Hi-Tech red
Talking 'bout something
I gotta change or something
Said I'd change or something
I'm up one
Said I'd change or something
Change the game or something
Give a fuck
Life a party, bitch, nobody got my back
Got my brothers
But they distant 'cause them niggas hold me back
I'm just different, I'm just gifted, they like 'why you go like that?'
Keep it lifting with precision
Know I bang it 'til it's track
It's like ooh, yeah, feelin' like I fucked up, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
It's like ooh, yeah, feelin' like my luck's up, yeah, yeah
It's like ooh, yeah, feelin' like I fucked up, yeah, yeah
It's like ooh, yeah, feelin' like my luck's up, yeah, yeah
It's like, yeah
