Bitches close they mouth when I'm speaking, Glock in my lap bitch pull on the car and I'm reachin' Said I'm the GOAT and I mean it, I get to high but that's just me fighting my demons New Glock bitch came with a kickback, opps ain't on shit on the block we got kickback 7800 we with that, lil gangsta princess I bet none of you niggas forget that I been goin' too crazy bitch give me my price, I been droppin' that shit niggas want me to stop I been puttin' shit on your bitch shoppin' at Ralph's They like Buckzz you won't stop 'till you get to the top Fonem lit that bitch up now it's tape on this block All that internet bap so you called a lil shot he ain't make it back home put that lil boy on Fox Put that boy in the dirt, put that boy in a box Yeah, yeah, put that boy in a box I know a goofy that died on the bend how you uppin' in houses and get your ass dropped He be in my DM like pretty lil opp, the opps ain't on shit they be talkin' at [?] (Boy you 'gon do what?) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm EBK I don't show no remorse everybody an opp I don't care if you not They gon' talk anyway but don't mention no names out your mouth 'cause I promise some bodies gon' drop Too many pipes they like what they gon' bring out today, hmm the MAC or the K? I got the SCAR like a dolphin I see her [?] pussy away Starin' in space I ain't think 'bout shit I'm just high the za got a bitch in a daze Don't care 'bout no love, I'm addicted to drugs when I stopped off them percs I had went through a phase Get money however I'm trappin' and scammin' decisions I made got me fightin' a case Reside over East if you know then you know then I'm throwin' up Bs and droppin' the rakes I'd rather be like a bike, uh, I hit the stu I won't write, nun I run the woods out the zip, thumbs, they call me Buckzz cause I get funds At Saks in the day and at night by the trap, if you know then you know I don't internet bap Lil boy talkin' too much through his mouth got him clapped Put some shots through his lid now he got holes in his cap With the switch I won't miss it'll shoot up a party Set this bitch off like I'm hanging with Cardi Dread-headed savages lookin' like Marty Body to raw my shit look like Bacardi Sticks, blicks, tricks, flips, whips, tints, oooh we Caught him, lackin', rapper bappin', now that boy an oooh we Exotic weed, exotic bitches, exotic cars, exotic switches You jumped in that water but you ain't swim with sharks you swim with fishes Reach for my chain I bet I blick him, call up Farry like go get 'em Took three shots right to the head he hit the ground and got to twitchin' Get dividends, Essex EA bitch we stand on any end This 30 fuck him up just like I'm 50 take y'all many men Police get behind me I do the dash, I left them in the wind Big No Limit bluffin', spank his ass and have you disciplined Fonem blick for nothing he catch one I bet he listen then Rather hang with beeski but see Buckzz I can't have many friends That ain't the plan, how many of them friends gon' make you Benjamins? How you post a Drac and text get caught with a Sig you niggas pussy BitchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
