K. Luci - Noir lyrics

[Intro] (Donell Jones - "Where I Wanna Be") Sweet little dee doo dee dee I don't mean to hurt you, baby Oh no, no... [Verse - K. Luci] Lurking online, subliminal hating Almost all my social media pages Then call me up asking for penetration sh** that I deal with on day-to-day basis These b**hes is basic, my girl be complex And my complex obsessive, 'cause she's my obsession I hope you other n***as get the message My girl ain't the one to mess with Now here's some lessons to be learned Life is full of twists and turns, live and learn through bridges burned No protection gets you burned And for your safety, don't trust the condom in her purse I can't rap, are you absurd? Are you a rapper, too, good sir? You have no words to flip and serve? Dudes like you get on my nerves Pardon me, I should get back to this work Imma work till my clothes are Gianni Versace Bontoni and Marni, Bottega Giotti Little hoe, I am Luci Balenci The one and the only, can't nobody copy I got a millionaire mindset, I jump in the function like, "b**h, I'm designer" All of my b**hes designer, Cognac Visetos tattooed on vaginas I'm butchering n***as, I'm cooling in Harwood, I feel like I'm Tommy Vercetti This is that COD, BO3Smoke till I'm zombie, the trap house is bouncing like Betty G-O-D-B-O-D-Y I'm the best out of everybody in my city, no question Cardioid microphone, my Smith & Wesson These n***as cheeks, man, I feel like Job Jetson I am not dressed in Versace, or Bape, or that Y-3, she still call me Papí I say, "Yo quiero tú, mamí," he come to kid and she give up the sloppy I had nicknamed her Athena The way that she slob me, man, that sh** is godly I advise that you snatch up your daughter She chillin' with us, tryna swallow the posse Yo quero dinero, pendejo You are an obstacle here on the road to the pesos You should get out of my way, though But not cause it's logical, just cause I motherf**ing say so Everything I f**ing say goes, all I say is f**ing fuego With my mouth, I move Diego, in her mouth, she has my juevos Fun to play with and to eat like it's edible Play-Doh Ricky, Cert, and Pe$o, and Aramaic I had to get up on my Arabics My numbers, so sorry for vanishing Now it's back to those collabs, imma damage em And to all my competition Imma get back to the ripping, just wait on it And to all my future fans, three f**ing years I've been with it, you're late on it PureGXLD be the clique, 1NESE7EN and sh**, you know that I stay on it I'm getting to cream, I'm chasing my dreams while you hope and you pray on it I tailored this beat, spent about an hour doing verses to lay on it And I just k**ed it with fire, now play that sh** back, hear the times that I flame on it