​lucky7! lyrics

[Intro]
I don't, give a, f*ck so, shut up

[Chorus]
Wait, still in my way?
I got seven cars, in the motherf*ckin' driveway
Big body barrel, goin’ 150 on the highway
Acting like the devil, motherf*cker, you could die today

[Verse]
Do you wanna die? 'Cause I will commit a homicide
We could really slide, we could spray 'em like a pesticide
Been here on the sight, with a b*tch, you wanna die tonight?
Lurking on your side, with a .30, and you'll f*cking run (Wait, wait)
And I pray, then I put him in a coffin everyday
MMA, we could really get to kickin' where you stay
Any day, I could take your f*cking shorty where I lay
In his face, with a .7 'causе it necessary to pray (Wait, wait)
I nevеr catch 'em lurking, I'ma catch his ass and drive
With a fully automatic, poppin' off some metal jackets
Keep a shorty here at the crib, with baby always at the ratchet
Automatic hit his chest and leave him on the floor, just like a mattress
Wait, I be kickin' sh*t just like a hat trick
I be, get the pack and make that motherf*cker back-flip
Claiming you could pull up, but you did, I got no tactics
I could f*ck your b*tch and she said she love you, she a actress
If I pull up, b*tch, I show you like I'm Katniss
Always droppin' music, 'cause I feel like I just can't miss
Rolling up that indica, I swear, it's like some cat p*ss
I could make 'em disappear, lil' b*tch, it's like the magic (Wait, wait)
I ain't talkin' gathering
All this f*ckin' money in my pocket what I'm gatherin' (Wait)
Posted on the block, so yet, I always know what's happenin' (Wait)
Run up on your brodie with the choppa, 'cause we clappin' him
[Chorus]
Wait, still in my way?
I got seven cars in the motherf*ckin' driveway
Big body barrel, goin 150 on the highway
Acting like the devil, motherf*cker, you could die, today