Dotted Line LUCKI

[Intro]
(Ayy)
Ayy, after this, bring some water, I'm fuckin' geeked up (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy-ayy, ayy, uh
Killin' opponents, you gettin' a bonus
I try not to be high most of the time, but I said it
I'm bandin' the Trissy, I'm mixin' the reddy
I'm only gon' treat you this way if you let me
She move like a boss, I get her a presi'

[Verse]
You too turned up, can't come to the telly
I wake up late, drink syrup all night, in a new era, 'cause I'm geeked off a Addy
I miss the Wock', and I hate new Qua', got a few sluts that I treat like family
Blew a hunnid K, I was up three days, when I wake up, I'ma still be happy (Duh)
Ayy, two-faced slimе, hope it fit your casket
I think they watchin', shе say I'm dramatic, I flew in the Culli', I feel like Aladdin
I shouldn't respond to none of these niggas, but, shit, what could happen? I'm dealin' with rappers
From Michigan Avenue, I miss the Neimans, we thought we was rich when we went to the Saks
I'm dealin' with millions, I'm dealin' with people, I'm dealin' with corporate, dealin' with savages
I'm thinkin' 'bout scorin' drank in the next city, I'm tryna find a bank that got the most cash
I'm uptown with this shit like Slizzy, where we at Aston Martin can't go fast
Who got drank? You know who got plenty
Who got paper and who gon' crash?