Prada Tune

Uh, broke my heart so I went to the bank
I been livin' crooked so I really love straights
And my label want me to move back to LA
She say, "Lucki, I'm proud of you"

My bitch like, "Nigga, don't even say thanks"
I don't even let a bitch post my whip
Flew her to the 'Raq, she said, "Y'all look crazy" (Plugg)
She said, "Lucki, it's two of you"
It's Lucki when you sober and it's Lucki off the drank
Foenem eating Benihana truck all week
Waiting for a rapper tryna snatch his chain
She said, "Lucki, I'm tired of you"
"Why every song you be saying my name?"
"Why your fans keeping tagging them pics"
You drive for that shit and it drive me insane
She said, "Lucki, I'm proud of you"
She gon' screenshot the shit if I just say, "Thanks"
My lil' brother brought your hoe on a chase
Shawty used to hoop in this shit, he was rank
She say, "It's too early for yerks" (fuck)
"How you getting high? Nigga, you ain't even ate"
Fucking all the hoes all through Prairie shores
Low-end bitch want Steak 48
She got attitude 'cause I'm not a high speed
She just wanna show Instagram her plate
Bought her Cartiers now she think she from the D
Fuck a Corvette, leave that shit up in the A
A friend thought my brother was a trick 'cause of me
Mexico a pimp a bitch like you from the Bay
She said, "Lucki, I lied to you"
"But did you do it to, so this shit okay," ayy

Broke my heart so I went to the bank
I been livin' crooked so I really like straights
And my label want me to move back to LA
She said, "Lucki, I'm proud of you," ayy, ayy
She said, "Lucki, I'm proud of you," ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Broke my heart so I went to the bank
I been livin' crooked so I really like straights
My label want me to move back to LA
She said, "Lucki, I'm proud of you," ayy, ayy
She said, "Lucki, I lied to you," ayy, ayy
She said, "Lucki, I'm," mm, ayy, ayy, ayy
She said, "Lucki, I'm proud of you," ayy, ayy

Ayy, my bitch said, "Don't even say thanks"
She said, "Lucki, I'm proud of you," ayy, ooh, ayy