This is a song about "Luck"

I'm fuckin witchu but i love them bitches you know i'm gettin more cut than nip tuck

Our priorities are fucked up,when somebody makes it,"it's just luck"

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

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

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

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Bitches is artificially duck

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

Don't you battle me, you're outta luck.

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Don't even try to push your luck/

It's not making sense to you right now but

Cause im shit outta luck

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

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

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck