Luke Cage lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm out my body, I'm turnt in this b*tch
I made a bag, all [?]
He shot his shot and he bound to miss
I shot a shot and I'm breakin' the b*tch
Stay in my lane, b*tch I'm straight on the mix
I spent a whole house [?] on my kicks
I took her phone, we ain't takin' no pics
She suckin' di*k while she holdin' the stick
Mix up designer, got strings on my wrist
And she do what I say, I got strings on the b*tch
Armed and dangerous, don't do me a lick
I don't talk about it, I do sh*t off the [?]
He gon' talk about it, that lil' boy is a b*tch
[?] 'cause you tryna suck [?] like a tit
Really feel like a b*tch need a cage in the b*tch
I'mma beat out her back like Luke Cage in this b*tch

[Verse 1]
I check my notifications as soon as we get up, I just got paid in this b*tch
And I keep me a Drac' like I stay in thе 6
Some of my n----s can't go to the 6
Some of my n----s lowkеy, but they move how I move, still ain't no stainin' a b*tch
Movin' the money, engaged with the sh*t
When I'm done I might put a ring on this b*tch
Filled a bag in the Dior store, [?] open my pores
In the West Coast this week, next week East Coast, yeah lil' b*tch I'm on tour
In the penthouse, and it's marble the floor
On the balcony I'm watchin' the shore
Diamonds on diamonds, I got 'em galore
And [?] so I gotta get more
[Chorus]
I'm out my body, I'm turnt in this b*tch
I made a bag, all [?]
He shot his shot and he bound to miss
I shot a shot and I'm breakin' the b*tch
Stay in my lane, b*tch I'm straight on the mix
I spent a whole house [?] on my kicks
I took her phone, we ain't takin' no pics
She suckin' di*k while she holdin' the stick
Mix up designer, got strings on my wrist
And she do what I say, I got strings on the b*tch
Armed and dangerous, don't do me a lick
I don't talk about it, I do sh*t off the [?]
He gon' talk about it, that lil' boy is a b*tch
[?] 'cause you tryna suck [?] like a tit
Really feel like a b*tch need a cage in the b*tch
I'mma beat out her back like Luke Cage in this b*tch

[Verse 2]
Run the money up, I'm feel like Money Mitch
They keep stoppin' me, they askin' me for a pic
If you do what you told you can get you a fit
Gave you the game, I ain't savin' a b*tch
[?] money keep [?]
She ain't famous [?] just makin' the b*tch
She make it sloppy and clean up the spit
Booty keep movin', earthquakin' the sh*t
I wanna get out of town, feel like it's trouble, get knocked outta bounds
N----s gon' copy the style, look at the drip I don't fit in the crowd
I turn my head, like I'm an owl
[?] he dead, chopper go pow
I gon' keep winnin' and winnin' [?]
[Chorus]
I'm out my body, I'm turnt in this b*tch
I made a bag, all [?]
He shot his shot and he bound to miss
I shot a shot and I'm breakin' the b*tch
Stay in my lane, b*tch I'm straight on the mix
I spent a whole house [?] on my kicks
I took her phone, we ain't takin' no pics
She suckin' di*k while she holdin' the stick
Mix up designer, got strings on my wrist
And she do what I say, I got strings on the b*tch
Armed and dangerous, don't do me a lick
I don't talk about it, I do sh*t off the [?]
He gon' talk about it, that lil' boy is a b*tch
[?] 'cause you tryna suck [?] like a tit
Really feel like a b*tch need a cage in the b*tch
I'mma beat out her back like Luke Cage in this b*tch