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Joladii — Luminati
Artist: → Joladii
Joladii — Luminati — lyrics
World!
In the world!
All the money in the world!
I’m back on my bullshit
No Devil emoji
You don’t know where that’s from
That means you ain’t a OG
If he ain’t ’bout the fuckin’ dough, you ain’t fuckin’ with him
Everybody fallin’ from the sky
Call it Chicken Little
Watch out for the plug
He don’t like it when you in the middle
Watch out for the plug he don’t like it when you in the middle
Man, I’m telling you, Jessica
I don’t like you sentimental
I don’t even like when you try to get all up in my mental
I don’t even like when you do opinions and consequentials
And all these fucking incidentals
I never get the fucking picture cause you
Messin’ with me and you never get the right nigga
I just gotta say I’m a motherfucking bright nigga
Unh, I got the mothafuckin’ rights nigga, unh
I got the money for the lights nigga, ooh
I got the money for the ice nigga
I got that money for your wife nigga
Do you got that money from this life nigga
Do you even have money for life nigga?
Say you no go chop, you know my price nigga
And I don’t even think that this is right nigga
You out here strugglin’ and I’m hangin’ out right with ya’
I don’t know how you don’t recall when I painted a picture
You might just be an alcoholic
Go put down the liquour
Need a ***damn Gucci Wallet
I need all the money in the world
I say she a serpent
Money in the world
Tell me who you serve
Money and the world
Tell me who you serve
I stopped doing percs
Had to get to work
Leave these bitches in the dirt
I don’t got time to flirt, (whoo-ooh-ooh-ohh)
Fucked up, I’m a real life anomaly
Record the shit twice just to say the shit properly
Did he sell his soul?
Probably
Sike
Gettin’ money like a maufuckin’ lottery
Gettin’ high so the bitch can never bother me
Give her dick like a robbery
It’s a stick up
Everybody follow me
We gon’ take the money overseas
Embezzlement and forgery
Murder in the first degree
Money is a curse to me
Rappin’ all the fuckin’ time
What if I worked at Burger King
Spitting on your onion rings
Man that rings a fucking bell
Must’ve been a fuckin’ thing, ooh, ooh
And as far as I know, I can see a fuckin’ Shady lurkin’
But what do I know about vinyls
Man, you vaginas are all worthless
I been through tribulations, trials, all while tryna find my purpose
Bitch, you better come correct
Why you think I left my ex
Actin’ ratchet all in public bitch like what the fuck is that
All these parties and nobody’s inviting me’
A little bit of Percocet
It helps with my anxiety
Took a little Molly cause the bitch would not stop trying me
I know you’re really sad to see me cope with this reality
All the nicotine and Percocets got me feeling just like my ex
Stuck where the fuck I’m at
Bitch you’re the only one stuck where you’re at
I just did some cocaine
I’m higher than a bitch
I just took some Molly
I feel flyer than a bitch
Feelin’ ‘like the Most High
Messiah in this bitch
Carryin’ these niggas
Man, Mariyah in this bitch
Yeah, she worked for me but I ended up firing the bitch
‘Cause her attitude was worthless
And entitlement’s a bitch
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