(Bridge)
We don't need, No more troubles.
(Verse 1: Lucki Eck$)
I figure...drug money securing me./
Checking packs like security./
Keep it closed, ring of purity./
My protection plot./
I Pick their fate the way juries be./
Fade away how fake Jury be./
They white thin the way flurries be./
My connect send right./
Hush yo fuss./
I hit corners./
Like I be drifting./
Then I go make a mix for that bread selling Jiffy./
My connect a b**h, I want more packs, he say he'll get me././
He lucky i'oon f**in rob'em but I'll wait til get me
f** it
Ain't no dealers out working these type of Rocks./
Act fine, then wrestle off that pack, I'm like The Rock./
Then I go dish a bit to them cool kids, Sir Mikey Rocks./
Counting cash until my fingers look weirder than Megan Fox's./
With a raw cut, stashed in my dodge the law cut./
Pa**ed With in a dark cut, located a few blocks up./
Not getting locked up, like companies, get my stocks up, then hit a few blocks up./
Changed me, like kissing frogs, um./
(Bridge)
(Verse 2)
I think the law tryna bump me./
But im proactive to dumbies./
You need some black cats to get bad at Lucki./
They luhh love me./
The clucks, they f**ing adore me, me./
I get around like im touring./
Cause some places more controversial than Maury./
Lordy..
I think this money more precious than new borns./
It's lovely, you find me mixed in the green like croutons./
They ain't askin so i'oon tellem im servin, they fool on./
They wouldn't know until I tell'em I got it, I'm Ru Paul./
Ooh Dawg, i ditched, im block roaming./
& you the type to get yo family in trouble, Nico & Roman./
You know I'm moving cheap packs through the hood, you called me Roman./
& You'll sit & watch a pack fill up, like you blood doning./
They tryna k** me for white girl, I feel like Emmit./
No disrespect, just the only realway I thought they'd get./
Get it?./
Eeerka, eeerka (dj scratch) mix a lil sum innit./
sh**, if Greg was here he'd prolly say I'm so innit./
(Bridge)