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Kay Flock - Outta Luck Lyrics



Kay Flock - Outta Luck Lyrics
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[ Featuring BIG30 ]

(This is where legends are made)

Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed

Movin' Wock, with the chop, thirties stuck on me, I don't let 'em box
Let off shots, watch 'em bop, hallows they dancin' and rainin', I won't stop
I get muddy, I don't do Cîroc, need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
I get muddy, I don't do Cîroc, need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
I get muddy, I don't do Cîroc, need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
Slide from both sides, we gon' wrap this shit up like a bowtie
Don't fold 'cause I know I'ma blow mine
My gun came with a safety, I broke mine

Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed

Blrrrd, ayy, ayy
Ayy, I'm slidin' Hellcat with a Glock
Bad bitch front seat, look like Vivica Fox
On the block everybody got a chop'
It's a thousand and somethin' shots tryna stop a nigga car
Ayy, ayy, we spinnin', everybody tryna rob
Everybody catchin' bodies, everybody slang nines, we sinnin'
These niggas ain't street, ain't shit like me
Nigga, tell me how the f*ck we twinnin'?
Nigga, f*ck new friends, with them hammers 'til the end
'Cause they was down bad, broke with me
And they been like this from the beginnin'
And it's been like that from the start
We slidin' with switches in a stolen car
I'm so quick to hop out with the semi
Run down with the hitters, send shots to your heart
And most of these rap niggas bitches
We catchin' 'em slippin', and shootin' at stars
My grandma told me God forgive and when I wack a nigga just go pray to God

Man, these nigga, they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed

Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed
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English

(This is where legends are made)

Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed

Movin' Wock, with the chop, thirties stuck on me, I don't let 'em box
Let off shots, watch 'em bop, hallows they dancin' and rainin', I won't stop
I get muddy, I don't do Cîroc, need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
I get muddy, I don't do Cîroc, need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
I get muddy, I don't do Cîroc, need a baddie like Cardi to shake up the spot
Slide from both sides, we gon' wrap this shit up like a bowtie
Don't fold 'cause I know I'ma blow mine
My gun came with a safety, I broke mine

Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed

Blrrrd, ayy, ayy
Ayy, I'm slidin' Hellcat with a Glock
Bad bitch front seat, look like Vivica Fox
On the block everybody got a chop'
It's a thousand and somethin' shots tryna stop a nigga car
Ayy, ayy, we spinnin', everybody tryna rob
Everybody catchin' bodies, everybody slang nines, we sinnin'
These niggas ain't street, ain't shit like me
Nigga, tell me how the f*ck we twinnin'?
Nigga, f*ck new friends, with them hammers 'til the end
'Cause they was down bad, broke with me
And they been like this from the beginnin'
And it's been like that from the start
We slidin' with switches in a stolen car
I'm so quick to hop out with the semi
Run down with the hitters, send shots to your heart
And most of these rap niggas bitches
We catchin' 'em slippin', and shootin' at stars
My grandma told me God forgive and when I wack a nigga just go pray to God

Man, these nigga, they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed

Man, these niggas they know I perform
The whole city, they know I put on
Thirties and beams, when it's time it get drawn
Said he like that, let's see what he's on
Oh, he tough? Got a beam on the Glock, can't duck
Outta luck, nigga ran on his bitch got bluffed
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Writer: Bennie Briggman, Kevin Perez, Michael Briggman, Rodney White
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Performed By: Kay Flock
Featuring: BIG30
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Bennie Briggman, Kevin Perez, Michael Briggman, Rodney White

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