LYRICS Said she want money Yh she out here Wilding Money got herself fake id sorry cause I ain't like them other niggas that you trick or treat She is barely lethal but very legal But got a fake id that says she illegal She keeps bugging bout the Beatles she preys on young rappers in her gaze there's evil but you will never know because she wears her halo well Goes by the name lucy got you falling The way She rides Ur stick gives you joy Make you feel like you in control But you just one of her other toys puppet pulling Ur strings she owns your soul First time we met was in Chicago I took a big lost from a show Plus, I just lost my bro to the industry United in pain but separated in our success But that's a story for another day So out of confusion and distress I hit tavern, sit right at the counter Told the bartender to keep the beers coming with the intent to drink my brains out Get some fine beautiful maidens to entertain me go to bed and hopes when I wake up the next day with it all being a dream but So I was wasted thinking about how I will get home I couldn't even stand up to make jokes even if my life depend on it But soon as she walk through the door My jaw went right to the floor Her beauty hit me right in core Told the bartender to keep giving me more She walk straight to the counter Sat right next to my chair Then I approached her Got a good conversation going on with her Said she want whatever I'm having She just got out of a toxic relationship Told her I'm her I'm sorry and ask of she wanna join my crew She knew right away I just wanna screw Then she fuck it I don't care anymore I got a hotel at the 17 avenue Wanna get some dinner but except I am on the menu