
Good Luck Lil Keed
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[Intro]
Ah, ah
Can't rush the vibe, Rando
Can't rush no motherfucking vibe, man
The fuck is you doin'
[Chorus]
Tied in
Yeah, they slippin' and they trippin', we gettin' packs in
Audemars the watch, you know these diamonds just be shinin'
Caught a headache 'cause these diamonds really blindin'
Yeah, she say she love me but I don't care 'bout none of that cryin'
No, I'm not stressin', I get front ends and back ends
I'm not in no Tesla, I'm in a motherfucking Benz truck
Know I'm never trippin', I ain't hate, I wish you good luck
[Verse 1]
This Chanel for real, cost a lot of Gucci bags
How you gangbang? You ain't got no dog tags
Off-White Air Force 1s, I rock that shit with Balmain
Hollow tips don't hit his hip, it hit his fucking brain
Send them slimes through your house and get it, real shit
Hundred Ms, know I'm tryna get that
She ain't sucking dick, she need to get back
[?] in my hood, I did a gift bag
On that Hennessy, I'm drunk, know I'm swervin'
Diamonds clean like some Downy, dish detergent
Coulda been, got you knocked off, it wasn't worth it
That's on my daughter (Slatt)
Ah, ah
Can't rush the vibe, Rando
Can't rush no motherfucking vibe, man
The fuck is you doin'
[Chorus]
Tied in
Yeah, they slippin' and they trippin', we gettin' packs in
Audemars the watch, you know these diamonds just be shinin'
Caught a headache 'cause these diamonds really blindin'
Yeah, she say she love me but I don't care 'bout none of that cryin'
No, I'm not stressin', I get front ends and back ends
I'm not in no Tesla, I'm in a motherfucking Benz truck
Know I'm never trippin', I ain't hate, I wish you good luck
[Verse 1]
This Chanel for real, cost a lot of Gucci bags
How you gangbang? You ain't got no dog tags
Off-White Air Force 1s, I rock that shit with Balmain
Hollow tips don't hit his hip, it hit his fucking brain
Send them slimes through your house and get it, real shit
Hundred Ms, know I'm tryna get that
She ain't sucking dick, she need to get back
[?] in my hood, I did a gift bag
On that Hennessy, I'm drunk, know I'm swervin'
Diamonds clean like some Downy, dish detergent
Coulda been, got you knocked off, it wasn't worth it
That's on my daughter (Slatt)
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