Unlimited - LUCKI

We get high, we get fat, huh

Take trips to Miami, huh

I ain’t got nun for no rotten hoe

I got unlimited cheat codes, ay, ay, ay, ay

I got unlimited cheat codes

My life in a fast car

I really delete hoes

My love in a past tense

SR and a T hoe, I live for this fast shit

Trackhawk see the white smoke

I’m leavin' with ashes

Proper for the white folks

I’m ignorant and classy

She tell that I’m Satan

She blessed that she had me

Told her that I’m always high and she really just asked me

Honest to the most high, and I’m sittin' here gladly

Copper gon' profile, so niggas go faster

God look right down on me, the ceiling is glassy

I’ma score in rush hour, and sober in traffic

This bitch want more problem, I let her not have it

She’d be the end of me, and I’m curious what happened

5 percent tints so I’m more cozy in traffic

Skippin' on these Brembos, that I’ma go faster

I’m from when the wind blow, I’m duckin' disaster

Ay, ay, ay, ay

I got unlimited cheat codes

My life in a fast car, ay, ay

I got unlimited cheat codes

My life in a fast car

I really delete hoes

My love in the past tense