Lucki Dirty You
I can't love a hoe heard it's contagious
I can't love a hoe heard it's contagious
I can't find no Percs so now I'm ragin'
If I can't smoke in here then why ya pay me
Aye, no license I'm social switchin' lanes in it
Two door got no space for a cool bitch
Stomach got no space for no food bitch
I really need drugs it's not for music
Can't you see I'm tired of the usin'
I just wanna be higher than I used to
Aye, I thought you'd be tired of the usual
Aye, I'm sick of the fakin' but that's usual
Aye, yeah you MVP amongst the losers
Aye, whoa
Aye, aye
My enemies my brothers that confuse you
She hate me like I love her that confuse you
You focusin' on nothing it gon' lose you
I can't love a hoe heard it's contagious
I can't find no lean so now I'm ragin'
Pistol in my pocket why you playin'
I can't love a hoe heard it's contagious
Whoa, whoa
Aye, whoa, whoa
Aye, whoa, whoa
Aye, whoa, whoa, whoa
[*Laughs*]
Aye
I can't love a hoe heard it's contagious