Luther Lyrics

Wait, wait, wait, wait, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Go hunt him down like Luther, I never needed a Tutor

I'm posted up with shooters, late night I'm posted with bougars

Can't measure my money with rulers, you're gonna need a computer

I wish I found out sooner, your niggas could line you from Mula

Somewhere downtown with Mavricks, and we all got the ratchet

I'm shootin' shit like Luka, 77 shots come match it

In the front seat got a Ruger, extended Glock in the backseat

Another label on my dick, another offer through the faxy

Another hater on my dick, another hoe in the past tense

You can tell I pop my shit, you can't tell but a nigga been fasting

Still humble as it get, plain Jane, so they don't think that I'm braggin

And I knew just what she wanted, gave her dick and the bitch stop naggin, yeah

Now the bitch is drip everywhere, yeah

All these fuckin' diamonds in my ear, yeah

I can't hear no shit bout what you saying, yeah

Diamonds pressure, but my rollie plain, yeah

I just gave my folks ten bands feel like the man

See no evil, hear no evil, but I got my eyes open

Got my third eye, got my third eye open

Ready to bust one now, ready to bust one in his top and get him gone tomorrow

You could tell I was gettin' money, niggas was eating calamari

Every day, I got fat real quick, was pushing weight

I order new wokhart out the case

I ordered new bitches for my place

Thinkin' bout my future, I served the base

Thinkin' bout that last nigga, they ain't got no trace

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah