Lyrics New York - LUCKI

New York

How I’m high on drugs in a S 580, I’m still worried 'bout my-, huh
Okay, okay, ayy
Ayy, don’t respond to no calls, don’t have withdrawals, I buy all the lean I
can get
Ain’t givin' my all to a ho with flaws, I can’t pop Xans', I’ll forget
I spent it all, well a nigga want a pint, I gotta make that shit right back
Not one ho say that’s cap, niggas posted all that money to they name on an app
Ain’t nun' I want out of Saks, I’m really just high and I came with a brat
Too fast for losin' the grip, I’m doggin' the 'Hawk but scared of the 'Cat
Fuck Tris, I’ma put it on a hat pullin', shit we did, we was broke,
I’ll never go back
Can’t love too hard from afar but the shit still there, you just gotta know that
Man, whatever, ayy
Ayy, my mama been calling «I love you,» I’m looking for mud
I’m scorin' lean in a scrimmage, he sip for a image, I never would give him a
song
I’m on my way out the world, can’t turn to a villain, 'cause I’m the one
showing the love
I ain’t really mean it, I guess it’s up
I got demons, a few I trust
Going top speed in a big wide truck
Jokes on me, R.I.P. my cup
Ayy, no bap, ayy, ayy
Ayy, how I’m high on drugs in a S 580, I’m still worried 'bout my-, hm
Ayy, ayy
How I’m high on drugs in a S 580, I’m still worried 'bout my-
Don’t respond to no calls, don’t got withdrawals
I buy all the lean I can get
Ain’t givin' my all to a ho with flaws
I can’t pop Xans', I forget
I spent that all, well a nigga want a pint, I gotta make that shit right back
Hm, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy