Lucky Charms

Yeah, yeah

Pull up to the party, I seen shawty looking bad
Ask her where she doing after this, let’s spilt a cab
Go back to the pad, bust is down and slit a half
You know a nig** like me, I be coming out the stash

And I’m all up, all up, all up in the bank call me monster
This that, this that, this that in your face Tina Turner
The bit**s love it when I talk and act like a gangster
When Breezy send the track, I told myself, finna murder
Educate these h**s, schooling life, I could be the teacher
I’m always taking out the fire, I could be the firefighter
Taking care of ‘em h**s, I could be the private doctor
Curfew, probation nig**, I could be the officer
I could be the one who give ut all to her
Give the world to her, f**k around and catch a case
The f**k these nig**s thought, wasn’t on that boss crime sh*t
Hope these nig**s know, that I’m on that Lucky Charles sh*t

Sweet like Lucky Charms, she don’t mean no harm
Po po’s up my phone, kick the pigs off
I make a sing a song, matter fact sing along
Why she keep calling my phone, I told her the chopper is home
White coupe, cocaine, look like Miley Cyrus
Rollie plain Jane nig**, I am so excited
Got your main b**ch on my d**k everyday
I’m in the coupe aye, Cartier your all on my chain

See that vvs bling, man I know it looks bananas
My shit be going off when I stand in front of the cameras
I’m with the thug of hammer, so please use some proper grammar
You running outta stamina and I’m running up with ammo

I could be the one who give you life, show you life
Shop you around, ring down, give you ice nig**
Winter land nig**, understand nig**, I’m the man nig**
And I got a big d**k, Finger Lickin’ good, KFC
Power of the Crave, White C., Lovin’ it, M. D. nig**
I’m the man nig**, Subway nig**, Eat Fresh nig**
See the way I cash out, floss out, ball out
Feeling like Coach Jeff, feeling like a baller
Got Knick’s players on deck nig**
Derrick Rose nig**, J. R. nig**
Willis Reed nig**, C. A. nig**, aye

Sweet like Lucky Charms, she don’t mean no harm
Po po’s up my phone, kick the pigs off
I make a sing a song, matter fact sing along
Why she keep calling my phone, I told her the chopper is home
White coupe, cocaine, look like Miley Cyrus
Rollie plain Jane nig**, I am so excited
Got your main b**ch on my d**k everyday
I’m in the coupe aye, Cartier your all on my chain