Outta Luck (feat. Wafer)

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Lani1k

Lani1k is a musical artist known for their unique style and genre-blending sound. They have gained attention for their captivating lyrics and melodious vocals. Lani1k's music often explores themes of love, self-reflection, and personal growth, creating a relatable and introspective listening experience for their audience. more »

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Heard you on the gram acting up thinking you tough
Tell that lil boy he pussy, he ain't want no war with us
We ain't scared to hit you up, play around we f*ck you up
Like four leaf clover, you be lucky but you running out of luck
Promise we gone f*ck you up
Bitch you capping way too much
Hit you fast, then press gas, when we hop inside the truck
Mask on, gloves on, yeah we fully suited up
You may be fast, you ain't faster than the bullets in my gun
Ain't no holding back
I'm playing quarterback
You better watch you fucking back
Drop the lo, where you at
Damn you really made me mad
Acting tough don't make you bad
I'ma put you in a bag
I'ma break your fucking legs
Wanna run I'll leave you stretched
Who's next? Oh damn I made a mess
Oh well and I did it, all by myself
You could send the rest, I got my niggas in the back
They gone fall in line when they put your guys to rest
Wavell gang
Wavell gang, what
Wavell gang, what
Wavell gang, what
Wavell gang
Wavell gang, what
Wavell gang
Wavell gang
Heard you on the gram acting up thinking you tough
Tell that lil boy he pussy, he ain't want no war with us
We ain't scared to hit you up, play around we f*ck you up
Like four leaf clover, you be lucky but you running out of luck
Promise we gone f*ck you up
Bitch you capping way too much
Hit you fast, then press gas, when we hop inside the truck
Mask on, gloves on, yeah we fully suited up
You may be fast, you ain't faster than the bullets in my gun
Speak up, what you say
Watch your tone around the gang
Never hesitate to bang
Know we wild and we insane
Bitch it's 1k, I'm too paid
I'm so high, it's like I'm faded
From the bottom but upgraded and I know that they be hating in the zone
Come to take the throne
First we hit your dome
Make your body drop, from this headshot, we send you home
We ain't playing, we don't joke
And I hope you taking notes
Got you begging and you wheezing, this gun smoke gone make you choke
Grab my phone, call up Chopz, say we coming for them choppers
Call up Swervo, call up Ten
Cause it's time to rob these robbers
Spin your block, hit you with these shots and run you off the corner
Rob your ass, get them duffle bags And full them up with dollars
Heard you on the gram acting up thinking you tough
Tell that lil boy he pussy, he ain't want no war with us
We ain't scared to hit you up, play around we f*ck you up
Like four leaf clover, you be lucky but you running out of luck
Promise we gone f*ck you up
Bitch you capping way too much
Hit you fast, then press gas, when we hop inside the truck
Mask on, gloves on, yeah we fully suited up
You may be fast, you ain't faster than the bullets in my gun

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