Superstitious Lyrics

I'm like, baby, you too fine, I'm just tryna make you mine

He wanna be me, he can't, I'm one of a kind

This a stang with the candy paint, I bet you wanna drive

I ain't try oh my fuckin' god, I'm so fuckin' high

I ain't liable for vibes, nigga, all these bitches slobs

Thought she meant the slimiest in TPF, but that was Doc

Ballin' like Delon

These hoes fall in line

Shorty tryna lay up with me, told her I ain't got no time

Bitch, I feel like money, man, this shit be always on my mind

When my brudda died, I was tryna slide, I barely cried

You in your bed with no fuckin' bread, please go get a job

Why you let her come around, you know she wanna fuck the mob

It's gelato in my wood, nigga, this ain't no King Palm

Me and Dre like Cheech and Chong, Macaulay Culkin Home Alone

Trappin' out the Bando, till this music shit take off

Bro two wrongs, is still a fuckin' wrong, so what the fuck you on?

I done doubled up my money, nigga, this my money phone

Please don't hit my line, I promise I don't wanna do no songs

Bitch, my finsta be FreeVeyster, please go get it before it's gone

Nigga's dumb as fuck, I hit his bitch, I'll never cuff a slut

Say it's love, I'm in love with drugs, I just doubled my cup

I had my heart broke in the past, bae, I'm sorry I can't trust

Hit the plug with label money, passin' bags off like Trump

Walked in hella shiesty, bitch, I wonder why they like me

Superstitious, swear to God, I can't ever cuff no Pisces

I'm a dog, I ain't hurt your bitch, kitty, I did it nicely

Watchin' what I say, these people tryna indict me

Come fight me like Mike, please, we shoot movies like Spike Lee

When you find another nigga rappin' like this, please come find me

Hangin' with the snakes, don't be surprised when it gets slimey

I forgot I ran the world, I needed you to remind me

Like, fuck a Christian Crail, smoke a wood I wish him well

If my bro go to the cell, I'm tryna help him pay his bail

They hitting mail, if you ship the bows, I hope you make em' sell

I can't forget the shit I did, I ain't tryna go to hell

Labels tryna get my soul, told em' it wasn't for sale

She say, you just wanna fuck me, bitch, you hit it on a nail

I'm like, yes, I am, I'm that fuckin' man, this ain't no scam

I'm K in the Dotte, the king there, don't give a damn

My brother can't stop robbin', I think you got a problem

You can't bring no opp bitch to the crib, them niggas watchin

I hit the block, I feel like Kodak, nigga, ain't no flockin

Free my lil' nigga Mario, he caught a body, like

I said, free my lil' nigga Herm, he just caught two bodies

Free agency, I'm lookin' for the max, come and sign me

She do everything I say, my new name is Simon, like

I be, I be pourin' pints, they say it's a drought, but I'ma find it

R.I.P. to Broski, B.T.B. like, why you leave?

Don't fix your mouth to say my brother name, I bet you bleed

I'm with Dreskii the abuser, bitch, I'm talkin' bout my Steve

T.P.F., that be the team, you can fuck or you can leave

Pourin' lean, what you mean, nigga, I don't pop no beans

Mm, mm, wanna be T.P.F. I put you on that team, nigga