This is a song about "Luck"

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

I claimed all these bills, with a little beginner's luck

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

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

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

We were oblivious to think that we had all the luck.

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Testing my fucking luck

That shit was wack as fuck