Lucki

GOODFELLAS
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube) I been poppin'— uh, ayy, ayy I been poppin' beans 'cause I don't love nobody, uh And I'm booked up overseas, so I been detoxin', uh I got Chrome Heart on my sleeve, but she still broke it probably She got Neptune on her tee, but she do what she want And they still love me over east, even though I don't pick my phone Got the goodfellas for me, bodies in the trunk Bodies in the trunk, but it's a Martian Man, ayy Her best friend said fuck me, she know it ain't that simple (I gotta watch the fuck out) Hеr best friend said fuck me, shе know it ain't that— uh Her best friend said fuck me, she know it ain't that simple I just found a New New, I say that 'cause her dimples Alexis must know voodoo, she still all on my mental, uh You still ain't call me back, you must want me to retire the actin', uh Keep it in the streets, but that's when I been hardly rappin' Even thought it ain't that deep, round up everybody been starred for hats Man, uh, look, uh Karma must be racin' me, dream ho on a date with me I would tell the truth but when I do, you get to hating me Just had deja vu, you said that too, even though you fakin' it Called me out the blue, you seen the news, you said it's dangerous Waitin' on your apology, know you ain't gettin' that out of me SongtexteHide from all the cameras, all they do is damage us I just flew you home, you said LA was startin' to wear on ya I was with a bitch, I told her "Dip," because I care too much (I been poppin' beans 'cause I don't love nobody, right) (That's my problem right now) (And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube) I been poppin'— uh, ayy, ayy I been poppin' beans 'cause I don't love nobody, uh And I'm booked up overseas, so I been detoxin', uh I got Chrome Heart on my sleeve, but she still broke it probably She got Neptune on her tee, but she do what she want And they still love me over east, even though I don't pick my phone Got the good fellas for me, bodies in the trunk Bodies in the trunk, but it's a Martian Aus Songtexte Mania