Bad Luck Lyrics - Denzel Curry feat. PlayThatBoiZay — Paroles de Chansons

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[Intro: Denzel Curry]
Yeah
Woo

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Not trippin’, I get treated like an object
Won’t believe me, get me turnt up in the sauce
Bad luck, turn my pain into a mob debt
Bad luck, I ain’t even have a job yet
Bad luck, so I guess I’m gonna rob next
Bad luck, now you layin’ with a broke neck
Bad luck, very bad, bad, not good
Bad luck, tuck it all in the ****

[Verse 1: PlayThatBoiZay]
[?] from my hood, that nigga pull up, like “What’s good?”
Look like no heroes in my hood, **** 12, ain’t stoppin’ for you
V.I.P. **** ’til **** dead (Dead), this bitch I ain’t ****
But I got diamonds in my ****, I got diamonds on my ****
They still get back and they words are [?], we ain’t worried
[?] hurry, my life will never be perfect
Go deep, go deep, go break, rush ****
Rushing, hit your ass, I’m dyin’ in my [?], yeah

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Not trippin’, I get treated like an object
Won’t believe me, get me turnt up in the sauce
Bad luck, turn my pain into a mob debt
Bad luck, I ain’t even have a job yet
Bad luck, so I guess I’m gonna rob next
Bad luck, now you layin’ with a broke neck
Bad luck, very bad, bad, not good
Bad luck, tuck it all in the ****

[Verse 2: PlayThatBoiZay]
Lit like neon, I don’t hang with no peons
Pull up in a Masi, I might spin that in a Nissan
My mouth look p’d on, I’m ballin’ like Deion
My heart cold, Freon, that bitch say that I’m a demon
I rock (Rock) the place (Place), you hurt (Hurt), you hate (Hate)
You ****, you bad (Bad), I **** her face (Face)
I hunt (Hunt), you pray (Pray), I save (Save) the day (Day)
It’s not (Not) your day (Day)

[Bridge: Denzel Curry]
Not trippin’, I get treated like an object
Won’t believe me, get me turnt up in the sauce
Bad luck, turn my pain into a mob debt
Bad luck, I ain’t even have a job yet
Bad luck, so I guess I’m gonna rob next
Bad luck, now you layin’ with a broke neck
Bad luck, very bad, bad, not good
Bad luck, tuck it all in the ****

[Interlude: Denzel Curry]
Woo

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Not trippin’, I get treated like an object
Won’t believe me, get me turnt up in the sauce
Bad luck, turn my pain into a mob debt
Bad luck, I ain’t even have a job yet
Bad luck, so I guess I’m gonna rob next
Bad luck, now you layin’ with a broke neck
Bad luck, very bad, bad, not good
Bad luck, tuck it all in the ****

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