LUCILLE Lyrics

Baby got ass just like bikini bottom

I can't tell if that I really want her

I might hit it or either maybe tip her

If only she know shawty talk with a player

Fuck it just take the lil bih out to Benihana

And she talking about she wanna be baby mama

But sorry lil mama got no time For no more drama

Get me a daughter and might just name her karma

Pulling through heat feel like I'm in the summer

Pussy too wet fuck using any rubber

I slipped and slide in like if I was a slipper

Brand new lil fit it came out with the leather

Diamonds bipolar i see it changing weather

Pick my lil bitch up she light like she a feather

I'm not a rat but I love chasing cheddar

Member em days my dawg clutch on Berettas

I was taught to live and fight forever

My family detached we had no love for each other

But when I'm with you I feel a whole lot better

To tell you the truth we belong all together

Like Lucile yeah

I would never know on how you really feel

Pop the bottle please open up the seal

Take a bat a knock a nigga of his feet

Bedazzled belt bedazzled clip in on my Jeans

Roll my dope and granny told me ima fiend

Niggas try to snake me out my own dreams

Bash a nigga head up then you call me Negan

Rolling up this earth and you would think Im vegan

Daddy mad that I turnt out to be a Fucking demon

Ain't had no choice I grew up round the hood scheming

Bussing up a hoe I call my bro tag teaming

I was just with Jamie sipping crown we lean with it

D done broke the wood down to just put that lawn in it

Only thing we missing is the cups and lean in it

Pull off in the coupe connect my phone on the tooth jamming

I don't fuck with fake shit I can't hang with you

Nigga talking what he can but can not do

Damn I got cold nigga gave the flu

Cannot stand that fake shit get up out the room

Mane I only want these millions yea yea

Stack it for myself and gang gang yea yea

Niggas playing crazy ima buss em yea yea

I'm sick of bitches on that flaw shit yea yea

I be feeling like I can do way whole lot Better

Fuck making a song instead I wrote a letter

I be struggling to see if we can be together

Tryna walk on the ailed and see us on Coachella

Damn baby got booty so smoother like its Nutella

Ima give this wood my last name might be pecker

I been fucking with shawty hope my bro don't even tell her

I know they hate on me but I do what so ever

I was up in Cleveland but I didn't even fuck Loretta

Heart really ice cold I know you see no water

I know they not Kodak cause its feds taking pictures

When I walk down that ailed bet they know I'm that nigga