I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
In Raleigh, fell in love with fraud, [?] on that slazz

Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass

I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
How you finna cut the hole, y’all just bad
Type it like a spacebar, fuck a keypad, think I keep that Mac
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
No Rosa Parks, them shooters posted in the back
Promise you ain’t see me, I was in Buffalo with Ray
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
I made my son king, put this crown on, fuck a ski mask

[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Nelson Mandela, rocking Maison Margielas, remember wearing Shaqs
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
Steady scheming, burying cheese and burying pieces in the grass
Same night me and Debo took the Mazda, bih we crashed
[Verse 2]

Martin Luther King, last night I had a dream about his ass
Controversy between the both supremacies, they gone be mad
Fuck my daddy, I can’t believe I nutted out your sack
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half

I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag
Fuck my daddy nigga, it’s me and my momma sons like I’m Nash
Yeah, beep, beep, I’m the nigga roadrunning to that cash
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag
In the Jaguar XF, putting a spell on you late night in the black cat
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
[Verse 1]
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
Bentley Bentayga, snapping like I lost a fucking crab
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
Nigga, what’s your f’n problem? I’m on that Effen vodka, smoking gas
In Charlotte, made a movie with that poker, left a scab
I’m dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass
They caught the helicopter, I don’t want y’all to think I’m tryna flex
Hot shifter, can’t control my pace, command, delete his ass
I’m focused on my future, I ain’t dwelling in the past
[Chorus]
Can’t fit these shoes, it’s seven and a half
I’m hooked on phonics, hooked on Phoenix balling like I’m Steve Nash
Life’s a gamble, play the hands they dealt me I’m a wizard at blackjack
I swear to god, I get a hard on when this heat blast
Fuck a frisbee, I’ll spin n’ bend a nigga like I’m Taz