Pop Star LUCKI

[Chorus]
(Bhristo talk to 'em slime) Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Yo Kavi)
I gave you everything on— uh, ayy, look
I gave you everything on everything, but I can't give up on drugs
It's killin' me but it better me, I'ma geek up as I should
Don't know if you tellin' me or it's destiny, but I'ma do everything I could
Niggas really knockoffs, ayy, uh
Niggas really knockoffs, I'm drinkin' up, they "Cheers"
I'm tryna hit a pop star, told her, "I quit lean"
Blue pills and Wockhardt, straight, yeah, three

[Verse]
Fifty K in old bills, my hands filthy
Even though it's cold here, Ricky denim tee
You keep stickin' your nose everywhere, it's risky
Got on six-thousand on clothes and my pop the same thing
Designer drugs forever, me and her even close
Never turn you down or your Freeband pass revoked
Miss me when you can, I hate me when I'm on Xans'
Withdrawin' in London, I was rude to the fans
Put a lil' tune in her stomach, she'll never work again
Wrote about you in a song, so I'ma spoil you with my advance
How you playin' strong when your weakness in my hand?
Got a—, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy