Advil Yourcore (Ft. LUCKI)

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[Intro: Lucki]
Ayy, ooh, ayy, ooh
(Anti)
Ooh, damn, ayy, ooh
Ooh

[Chorus: Lucki]
It might take this molly to—, ugh, ooh
Itching off that Perky need a Advil
She know that I'm lying but that cash real
Tell that codeine, "See what you done made me"
Rather you agree with me lil' baby
Rather keep a secret to the grave shit
Fucking with a demon in the making
Damn, ayy, ooh
It might take this molly to—, ugh, ooh

[Verse 1: YourCore]
Shawty say she down to ride, like, where the homicide?
Keep that pistol by my side, we fuck, go side to side
We act like we outta town
She rock my jeans she wrong
Fuck that ho, come out just fine
Don't let em drop it down
We don't know bodies still the whip the hand on her bodies
Stab my heart hit with the shotty
Cupid stupid i need profit
But she get how i got it got this bag make deposits
Take the trip, how you like islands
Yeah I'm so honest