Lucchese Yelawolf & DJ Paul (Ft. Badd Wolf)

[Intro: Badd Wolf]
Can't touch me when I'm steppin' my Luccheses (Lucchese)
I got a stick, if a bitch try to play me (play me)
If I pull up in the box, you gonna end up in that box
I'm Slumerican till that casket fuckin' drop

[Verse 1: Badd Wolf]
Yela told me to get em then I got em
Motherfucker you don’t want this problem
Don’t make me pop the trunk, bitch
Glocks, got the extended clip
It won’t jam, it won't miss
Better hide your wife, hide your kids
Boogeyman, with the fendi drip
Post that shot, on my lid
Slumerican fashion
I heard your bitch askin’
He fresh to death, casket
Killin shit like Carole Baskin
Never hide it in the mattress
They got my mama’s address
I dip across the atlas
I’m in the game, fuck practice
If you wanna fuck with me
It’s gonna cost a fee
I don’t believe in Jesus
I don’t own a Jesus piece
Fuck your opinion, you’re not cut game
You’re just a minion
Im Rick Flair, I’m worth the miz
I’m bout the bread, like a Sicilian