This is a song about "Luck sh"

A twenty somethin cup

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

And have the doctors piece you back together.... with any luck.

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Retrying my luck to see, my highness reluctantly

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

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

Because it's just my luck

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

I can survive with my bros and some luck...