Bad Luck* Lyrics

I drop the top off a Bentley

I'm crashing round' in a coupe

Ain't tryna pick up no side (no side)

They acting friendly with you

Dug up the lies, already buried the truth

I'm taking what's mine, gotta strap my boots (strap my boots)

Button up my suit (yaa)

Racks on my goons (racks on my goons)

Shame on you, every time I took the blame for you

Ooh, this table for two, but you don't deserve to see these views

I got bad luck, and the shit stay on me like a tattoo

Used to be cool, momma would take me to Payless, I got some new shoes

Shout to And-One, been scored a bucket, I go to the line for two

Can't let it remind me of you, peek-a-boo tricks up my sleeve like voodoo

I'm saying shit, like who knew

Browsing through flix, in Hulu

Been seeing pics at the Nobu, shit, rocking it old school

Haha ya, do what you supposed to

Ain't no cliche, I told you

Everything fake, there's no truth

I start the wave, back in the day

Now there's no love and no truth I can't undo nothing but I think to myself

(Ya, ya, ya, ya)

I drop the top off a Bentley

I'm crashing round' in a coupe

Ain't tryna pick up no side (no side)

They acting friendly with you

Dug up the lies, already buried the truth

I'm taking what's mine, gotta strap my boots (strap my boots)

Button up my suit (yaa)

Racks on my goons (racks on my goons)

Shame on you, every time I took the blame for you

Ooh, this table for two, but you don't deserve to see these views

I got bad luck, and the shit stay on me like a tattoo

Can't find a one, settle for two

I took a piss, they drop a deuce

I'm feeling so damn loose, I'm wearing Caribou

Oh yuh, realizing I can't lose, found out I can't do it

Arizona shit nah I can't cool it

Ya, she a lil girl with a big booty

She a thick ten, ain't no red lights

Got some real grip, but what's that head like

Cash coming in see em' both switch sides

Flipping the leather I'm switching the insides

She off drugs I ain't give her, see it in her eyes

In the mix, hard knock, with the number nine

Got heat, big sun, no summertime

Eating good whole gang got cheese now

Got a reason now, gotta breath it out

In the valley with some clouds, tryna touch the sky now

My diamonds look stout, you know what we about

I know shit now, ya