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FIGURE 8 Lyrics by Luccas

they think I need help

2020

[Intro]
Ooo (buh-du-du-du-duh-dahhh)
Ay
Yah! (Ay! Ooouuu)
Ay! Ayy
Azariah, don't you think this intro's a lil too long?
Yuh yuh, (ay), What? Ahaha
YUH!
AY! AY! AY! BITCH!
Pew, pew, pew, pehhh, ay
Yo, shoutout my brothers bro, fucking-
Yuh! Ahaha
Uhhh, you know it's gon' be me on this though, right?
Shit, AH!, uh
Uhhh, Azariah, don't you think this shit's a lil too long bro?
Uh yooo
Uhhhhh, YUH!

[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round his place, no skates, like a figure 8
Yo career really won't last, go and figure it
My tongue yellow, like sap, 'cause of cigarettes
Namé really hit me with the work, get it off my plate

[Verse 1]
Double cheeked up on a Thursday afternoon
Let my hair grow, and now the crackers call me coon
Gettin' real rich, in my denim got doubloons
Get some pocket pay, and now the pussy think he cool, uh
Ridin' 'round the block with a hellcat
Stay up in yo place bеfore I push you the fuck back, uh
Stash away the body, and thеn burn the shack
Used to take threats, but now I'm getting payback, uh
Talking shit, tell a nigga "throw shade", uh
Pierce a pussy nigga like some crochet, ah
Jugg him for the cocaine that his momma made, uh
Caught a lick quick, call it Minute Maid (eugh)

[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round his place, no skates, like a figure 8
Yo career really won't last, go and figure it
My tongue yellow, like sap, 'cause of cigarettes
Namé really hit me with the work, get it off my plate

[Verse 2]
Baby threw it back, call it boomerang, uh
Creaming on me call that bitch the Wutang, uh
Ion wanna catch him lackin' quick, let my gang bang
Bullets gon' pierce through his skin like a snake fang
Scoutin' out the place before, makin' sure he really lack
In case the nigga slide up out his house, uzi in my lap
If he tryna spot me, won't see, like a cataract
Bullets gon' hit eem at his chest, like a quarterback
Freeflow verse, know I got it, on ya
Take no breaths, take no breaths, ion stress, on ya
Super fly fit, call me Johnny Test
Imma slide one cross ya neck
'Fore I cut up at yo chest, bitch!

[Chorus]
Ridin' 'round his place, no skates, like a figure 8
Yo career really won't last, go and figure it
My tongue yellow, like sap, 'cause of cigarettes
Namé really hit me with the work, get it off my plate
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About “FIGURE 8” by Luccas

Read the complete lyrics to "FIGURE 8" by Luccas from the album "they think I need help" in 2020. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.

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"FIGURE 8" appears on "they think I need help" in 2020.

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