[Lyric] Gone (Lucki)

[Intro]
Ay, she hit me when i'm, ay, yuh, yuh, yuh, ay, ay
Ay, she hit me when i'm , so she, yuh, ay, yuh, ay, uh

[Chorus]
Ay she hit me when i'm gone, so she sorry on my posts
Really from the west but I get it on the low
S up on my chest, off this 30 I just float
I woke up with them racks, spent the penny just to boast

[Verse]
We only want the facts all the other shit for broke
I don't want no [?] cause I couldn't get it when I was broke
That's just how she act, she so sedictive when she's on go
Undertaker, dead man, walkin' on a tight rope
Ain't no kickstand, we layin' on the floor
She fucked him cause the wrist band, got her in my show
Really in Atlanta [?] from the go
Disrespect the Fanta, it remind me of a hoe
Really in the matrix, and its mind over matter
Geeked up, sippin' green couldn't find nobody who had it
[?] to them fan hoes, them boujee sluts a challenge
I was sixteen had yo bitches in white palaces