Buckzz Slatt, slatt Yeah, go, go Look Niggas be thinkin' they gangsta and pop out with weapons, they can't even shoot on a hit You ain't no shooter, you bluffin', you jammed at a blicky, ain't know what to do with the switch I see police I ain't throwin' no pipe, I'ma fly with the broom you could call me a witch Maybe if I think I like you I might do a skip but just know I ain't chasin' a bitch
I gotta run up a check, I wanna sit on [?] and get me some neck Niggas show nothin' but respect, they know who steppin' behind me them boys make a mess I can go dollar for dollar but niggas ain't havin it, let's just go choppa for choppa We could go choppa for choppa but niggas be hidin' them they just gon post it for follows Yeah, I might be pretty but don't let it fool you I'd slime out a bitch in a second [?] them tits and we drove down your block with the switches and lil boy you ran with a weapon Big bank take lil attitude don't give a fuck if you mad I'll laugh in a second I could live life with no worries and sleep through the night 'cause ain't none of you niggas is steppin' I see them faces you bitches is hatin' and niggas is shitty they weak I might just finish a song in the stu in minutes lil bitch it's gonna take you a week And this ain't no diss but quit sayin' you bitches the G.O.A.T. 'cause you know I'd step on that neck No you could not get a feature for free if you want me to rap just show me a check (Yeah) Say its competition, well I drop a song and show 'em it's not Bitches 'gon watch me regardless I'm poppin' lil baby and that's if I'm rappin' or not Hood rat hoes they goin' just post up a picture with money and Glocks (Haha) Boo-hoo bitch that's pandemic money and they using blickys for props You think I think you like that 'cause I seen a picture of you with you holdin' a Glock (uh) But I think that you really federal how you 'gon post up a gun that you shot at an opp I'm smoking death it ain't no more exotic the city been drowned up And I don't take nothing too lightly I'm slow in the head I bet bitches ain't sizin' me up (Uh) Ain't no normal hits, we catch an opp and we might tie him up Ain't no one by one, come thru the opp shit and we line 'em up (Yeah) Shit y'all be doing that bitch I done did it before and y'all just catchin' on Shit that I say don't copy me know it ain't no stoppin' me that's if I'm right or wrong Niggas be pussy and not havin' motion and that's why they doin' all that bappin' in songs How you 'gon paint up a picture you like that and standin' on business through a microphone (Uh) Smokin' so much doink, now I can't see and I'm crackin' a whip (Uh) Police never catch us, up in the city we know all the dips (Uh) We just like Olympics, watch how these shots go and make niggas flip Know that we steppin', a whole lotta weapons they come in different sizes and shells like a chip
Niggas be thinkin' they gangsta and pop out with weapons they can't even shoot on a hit You ain't no shooter, you bluffin' you jammed at the blicky ain't know what to do with the switch I see police I ain't throwin' no pipe, I'ma fly with the broom you could call me a witch Maybe if I think I like you I might do a skip but just know I ain't chasin' a bitch
Tell your lil boo to pipe down it's embarrassing I ain't no shit to be worried about I'm not 'gon fuck on your nigga but I'm for sure fuckin' his money until he run out I know them pockets be hurtin' you more than him fuckin' I know that pussy a drought What's that they say about Buckzz? (Huh) oh 'cause bitches get popped in the mouth I'ma forever be her and I always address it I think and I'm speakin' my mind They really mad 'cause I'm rappin' and I just be takin' my thoughts and makin' them rhyme Didn't see my brother for months that's cause niggas would give up a name before they do the time Mello a rapper, no Mello a trapper 'cause I seen a penny and I made a dime (Slide) (Yeah, I seen a penny and I made a dime)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
