Lucki - Unlimited Lyrics

We get high, we get fat, huh
Take trips to Miami

I ain't got nun for no rotten hoe
I got unlimited cheat codes
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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 sinnin' 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 pole, I lettin' her have it
She a be the end of me, and I'm curious what happened
Five percents only, so I'm more cozy in traffic
Skippin' on these Brembos, but I'ma go faster
I'm from when the wind blow, I'm duckin' disaster

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I got unlimited cheat codes
My life in a fast car
Ayy, uh, ayy
I got unlimited cheat codes
My life in a fast car
I really delete hoes
My love in the past tense, ayy

I got unlimited cheat codes, ayy
Pass the ball, MVP
You know that