"Lucky Charms" lyrics

Ayy, ha-ha-ha
Slatt, wha', gang, gang
Whole lotta gang shit in this bitch
Hey, come on, juwishstash, turn that shit up, mate
You know, I gonna' kill it, boy
Ay juwishstash, bro

Beating up your block like a pack of lucky charms, uh
Beating up your block like a pack of lucky charms, uh
Beating up your block like a pack of lucky charms
And I'm beating up your block like a pack of lucky charms

Yeah, yeah, I'm going to the moon, ayy, load it up my rocket, ayy
Chains on me, they fire, ayy, jungle jam, hot pocket
If you're really bad as shit, your little brother getting hit
Chop that motherfucker down, do it style she gotta skate
Extended clip we change it quick, no kiss, he's gone need a gun
My bullets flying, make him dance, my bullets quick, don't stand a chance
I put a bullet in their hands, but it came up down to his pants
US bandana on my face, my dog pull up it's our place
My brand new shirt got 60 bands
I'm up your block keep throwing heads
My doggy Kojo eat you up
I'm sippin' lean like 7-up
And in my jeans you know what's up run around my beans it's just a meme
I'm always focused like a scheme, hey, hey, like a scheme, ya, wha'

Beating up your block like a pack of lucky charms, uh
Beating up your block like a pack of lucky charms, uh
Beating up your block like a pack of lucky charms
And I'm beating up your block like a pack of lucky charms

Ha-ha-ha
Ayy, gang, wooh
Okay like, bitch
Ha-ha
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