(AI Geno on the track)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
She ain’t got nothin’ to say, she text me ’bout a— uh, ayy, ayy
She ain’t got nothin’ to say, she text me ’bout a Bears game
I’ma be honest, ho, I’d rather you just request an amount
I’m Luciano, think the feds run my fan page
Uh, uh, uh, ayy, uh, uh, yep
Yeah, yeah
We ain’t take it there yet, but you could make it about me
I ain’t buy you those, you just told on yourself
I showed you the hustle, you made somethin’ out it
You look good around me, ayy
Have you worryin’ ’bout me like I’m on the road by mysеlf (One more— one morе time, just right here)
I blend in with the mob, it’s like Bieber in the field
Hold up, I might got action, is it Barbus or it’s Brabus?
I don’t give a fuck if they taxin’, that’s the cost of bein’ a captain
If the cup this dark, I’m braggin’, and the drank man told me tag him
Sheesh, shit gettin’ that big, man
City girls are MIA, she call me to say, “Stop flaggin'”
She hate when I say Skyami and hate when I bring up Broward
It’s palm trees in her trenches, she used to it, so it’s average
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Sheesh, well, excuse me, ma’am)
She ain’t got nothin’ to say, she text me ’bout a— uh, ayy, ayy
She ain’t got nothin’ to say, she text me ’bout a Bears game
I’ma be honest, ho, I’d rather you just request an amount
I’m Luciano, think the feds run my fan page
Uh, uh, uh, ayy, uh, uh, yep
Yeah, yeah
We ain’t take it there yet, but you could make it about me
I ain’t buy you those, you just told on yourself
I showed you the hustle, you made somethin’ out it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
I showed you the hustle, you made somethin’ out it
Ayy, ayy, what happens in Vegas, rookie to Barbie (Icey, I’m so sick of you)
I slept at the Ari, I wonder if my ho even know I’m here (You dig?)
Could probably go in debt, but just wanna sip (You will)
That carbon like a percussion on my hip (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Invested in Vegas, I’m freer than Mari, from rookie to Barbie
Could probably get off that, but just wanna sip (I told you)
Batter up, batter up, she a home run ho, she gon’ hit you where it hurt (She gon’ do it when it count)
Batter up, batter up, she a home run ho, she gon’ hit you where it hurt (Ain’t no one striked out)
And the thought of you, the thought of you
Crossin’ everybody out, I thought ’bout it too
10K for the penthouse, we forgot ’bout the view
Why is everything ’bout a dollar with you?
Why is everything?
Ayy, ayy, what happens in Vegas, rookie to Barbie (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I slept at the Ari, I wonder if my ho even know I’m here (You dig?)
Could probably go in debt, but just wanna sip (You will)
That carbon like a percussion on my hip (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Invested in Vegas, I’m freer than Mari, from rookie to Barbie
Could probably get off that, but just wanna sip (I told you)
Batter up, batter up, she a home run ho, she gon’ hit you where it hurt (She gon’ do it when it count)
Batter up, batter up, she a home run ho, she gon’ hit you where it hurt
And the thought of you, the thought of you
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