This is a song about "Luck"

You go and push your luck

I know you're mad, but so what

You run your fuckin mouth and now you're piss out of luck

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

I wish you best of luck

I said i don’t give a fuck

I wish you best of luck

Body wouldn't fit but i kept slammin my trunk, tryin' my luck

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Car with no limit what

Think im sweet then try your luck

And if you think if you're something you're out of shit luck

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut