Lackin Lyrics

I ain't never lackin' yeah, I got pistol packin'

She wanna come to the room and I'm blowin' her back in

After we done, I'ma leave like it's magic

I'm on the X I don't know what is happening

Feel like I'm overdosing that shit tragic

Add it with weed and I'm violently laughing

I got codeine in that cause be coughin'

Uh, yeah, Tryna run up he ain't got none

My boy he was sellin' Fenty by the ton

After he crashed the car and he was done

Yeah, remember them days poppin' pills I feel numb

Boy he in a carry state he got a gun

Bitch why is you talkin' you act like my son

Yeah, bitch it's a four-door, it's a coupe

Bitch, we be ridin' around the city you see the lights in my car

It's the stars on the roof

crazy bitches really stickin' like glue

I already know that this shit not new

I'm dunkin' on niggas I know how to hoop

Stopping the percs get sick like the flu

Yeah, I be drippin' from the head to the feet

I be saucy I be feelin' so clean

I be ballin' like the Miami Heat

I be takin' drugs, but I'm not a fiend

Open the door and I told her to leave

That boy's broke he ain't payin' a fee

Can you tell me somethin' I could believe

Yeah, yeah

I be countin' up my pockets of fat

I be skirtin' much my tires are flat

My bitch got a good fat ass call it gyat

A nigga get dropped if he act like a rat

She wanna call every day she wanna chat

Why you act like that

I'm gon' pull out and ride off in the scatpack

Yeah

Tryna run up he ain't got none

My boy he was sellin' fenty by the ton

After he crashed the car and he was done

Yeah

Remember the days poppin' pills I feel numb

Boy, he in a carry state he got a gun

Bitch, why is you talkin' You act like my son