Fanto Luci4 (Ft. Cartis Bunny)

(Luci4)
No dreads , high packs
Build money up , stacked up inna door way
Kicked the door , we ain’t doing shit yo way
Finna put the medal to his head like crochet
Our squad don’t gotta do shit
We just wan blow just wanna be rich
In love with halo (ye dumb shit)
Bitches gon change bitches gon dip
And i’m okay i’m up and just quit
Oh churro on the beat , that’s bro
Tell my ring all my feet all red dead
4 percs then we do the coke

I-i can remember i jug 2 kay
And thirty-fyve we do not play
There ain’t nun but shout out spayce
Just stand up we stuntin for days
And we for real , shyne out the cut
You got something on ya face
You gon pull up and then what
Dissinto uh flaming place
Ogs drum roll he got him tucked
Knock his body out of space
And i’m sippin’ on some stuff
Turn my kidney to disgrace
And i’m rocking out the bitch
Til’ i feel like i am safe