[Intro: Lucky Luciano] Bring me another bottle though And somebody call the pappadeaux and tell em cater to the studio I want a greek salad fried alligator filet mignon bu*terfly the steak though Shout out to the homie le$ and a dozen of shrimp you b**h [Verse 1: Lucky Luciano] It ain't a essay alive that's spit like me Probably die from iodine all the shrimp I eat All this money in my pocket got my levis heavy I've been sportin' purple label before T.i. said it Saks fifth shopper with a ninety round chopper I pull up to the palm i need a five pound lobster Tower spot suit at the MGM grand Ohh you a'int seen it i put it on instagram Sippin' out a coconut under a palm tree I done stay doing shows that's where you can find me Been stunting on n***as for a very long time Thinking i would quit now you must have lost your mind All i do is get the guap, hustle hard when i hit the block You don't want to get my semi co*ked cause if it co*ked you finna drop I'm living life like i want codeine got my body numb Out the nawf you know where i'm from Don't go anywhere with out my gun