[Intro: Lucky Luciano]
Bring me another bottle though
And somebody call the pappadeaux and tell em cater to the studio
I want a greek salad fried alligator filet mignon
bu*terfly the steak though
Shout out to the homie le$ and a dozen of shrimp you b**h
[Verse 1: Lucky Luciano]
It ain't a essay alive that's spit like me
Probably die from iodine all the shrimp I eat
All this money in my pocket got my levis heavy
I've been sportin' purple label before T.i. said it
Saks fifth shopper with a ninety round chopper
I pull up to the palm i need a five pound lobster
Tower spot suit at the MGM grand
Ohh you a'int seen it i put it on instagram
Sippin' out a coconut under a palm tree
I done stay doing shows that's where you can find me
Been stunting on n***as for a very long time
Thinking i would quit now you must have lost your mind
All i do is get the guap, hustle hard when i hit the block
You don't want to get my semi co*ked cause if it co*ked you finna drop
I'm living life like i want codeine got my body numb
Out the nawf you know where i'm from
Don't go anywhere with out my gun