Almighty Tune LUCKI

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, I got different—
Buy 'em the same— (I'm not no lame though, shoutout to Samsson)
Ayy, I got different hoes, buy 'em the same clothes
Marni, Marni, Louis, she grew up in Rainbow, ayy
Feelings in the cup, but I'm all out of pain though

[Verse]
Super Range Rove', SVR exact
Two-hundred on this bitch, the dashboard look like a mat
Now I'ma drown my money, mix it in and make it back
Superstar bitch, at least the looks, but not yet
Look the part for sure, I got four hundred for shows
I got a Rolex worth of lean, not for sale, not for show
Wasn't for the hustle, you wouldn't even love it, I just wanna end my show
I'm a young hot nigga, I don't got a budget and all my kids get what they want
We locked in but I don't love her, but I know shawty love me more
EFG know dead waste, think I forgot how red taste
I was just fucked up with a dream, this shit bigger than fed cases
I'm first up 'cause I'm dead waitin'
Better go hard, or you better go home
I miss home, but never sick
I'm still geeked up without pills, I forgot what my number is
Haha, no bap, like, really
Haha, ayy