Lyrics provided by https://www.songarea.com/ ---Down On Your Luck (feat. August Alsina)--- --Sage the Gemini-- See, I don't want your bitch, boy, she got mad lips She choke more than a cinnamon challenge And ooo you never see me round it And all too much money to count it They like ooh you know your stuff Baby, that's what's up Got a girl in Virginia that look better than all your spouses They like ooh you know your stuff Baby, that's what's up Got a girl in Virginia that look better than all your spouses Down on your luck, down on your luck, down Down on your luck, down on your luck, down, oh I'm up this bitch, I got money to burn so she stacking her tits Till I look in her face, and I put it away I ain't throwing this money around She think she's so bad She don't know I had plenty bitches bad Some of them? but know that I keep a few dimes around Girl, keep popping, keep popping Don't stop till the money, ain't dropping Body? but don't face trance I'm fucked up in that... You're... so you need that I'm a real nigga, so I feel thatDown on your luck, down on your luck, down Down on your luck, down on your luck, down, oh