KUDOS – lucille Lyrics
(Who the fuck is lucille?)
Yeah, I'm geeked, my bih tweak
One false move it's R.I.P
I don't choose hoes, I just leave
I'm like kudos, how I be, know how I be (Bleh)
Me and gang outside, tryna spark shit, oh my god
Talk 'bout funds, boy you a fraud
Touchin' bands you'll never get
Go and fetch that lil receipt, boy I see
And I cop shit, I don't think
Boy, I cop shit that you want
Pussy boy tryna me like me
Hoe, that's a
That I see through, nigga pull up
And I beat you with this fye, dude, it delete you
But he find out, get the heat up
Like a fat hoe, bullets eat up
But hе backdoor, tryna see sumn
Think I'm bad, hoe, cause I need sumn
Bitch, I need sumn
I got mad racks in the door
Nigga, I got mad racks in thе trunk
Nigga think he fly, but he really sunk
Niggas think he high, but he really burnt
If you tryna slide, send his ass up
If you tryna slide, send his ass up
Pussy nigga dyin'
Promise that I'm coolin', huh
She like how I do it
Twenty bands, I blew it, hoe
She mad I don't choose
Mad a young nigga locked in
I'm on go, luci won't stop
Run these rackies on yo thot
Run these rackies, I'm tryna rock
Put that shit on God
I just slide like, fuck the cops
On my life, boy you gon' die
Yeah, I'm geeked, my bih tweak
One false move it's R.I.P
I don't choose hoes, I just leave
I'm like kudos, how I be, know how I be (Bleh)
Me and gang outside, tryna spark shit, oh my god
Talk 'bout funds, boy you a fraud
Touchin' bands you'll never get
Go and fetch that lil receipt, boy I see
And I cop shit, I don't think, hoe I don't think
Yeah, I'm geeked, my bih tweak
One false move it's R.I.P
I don't choose hoes, I just leave
I'm like kudos, how I be, know how I be
I don't choose hoes, I just leave
I'm like kudos, how I be, know how I-
This lil bitch on coke
All I need is dope
Designer, my coat