Lucki Paidnfull Lyrics

[Intro]
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow)

[Chorus]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, hide my face, but don't feel nothin'
One-fifty for the skelly, kept it plain
I did her so bad, sittin' in the rain
You should get a crate of guns before you get a chain

[Verse]
Hall of fame Tune, niggas old rookies
Rich off pain, can't feel nothin'
Cashed out a vet' ho, she ain't say nothin'
I'm middle fingers up for whoever lookin'
I saved you from the snakes when they should've took you
I think everybody against me, everybody fake
Leave it to bro, I been did it, and everybody late
Had to put ten Ms in everybody face
I know just how much spent if everybody played
It don't matter, I quit the pills, 'cause I dropped the eighth Think I like your friend more 'cause she lettin' me pay
I'ma learn one day but probably not today (Top, Topski)
Topski, free Slime, need to be today
It's f*ck everybody 'cept Veeze and Ray
I just put her top floor, she get the key today
All the super pretty hoes get the easy way
Motion gang, niggas come around, he need a plate
Niggas boolin' with the snakes, now he the play
Wock' taste like Act' in the Minute Maid
[Chorus]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, hide my face, but don't feel nothin'
One-fifty for the skelly, kept it plain
I did her so bad, sittin' in the rain
You should get a crate of guns before you get a chain