Correction Lyrics WALKING BUCKET by KIDx

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Yeah, yeah

Back off James

Yeah

Ay, like turn me up
Walk up on the court just like I am a walking bucket
Every pa**ing day it got me only saying f**k it
Showing no improvement only guess is that you suck it
I've been, smoking till I'm stuck
When the flow is cold as f**k you chillin'
Don't trip about nothing
Ran off with the boatload [?]
F**k it I was flunking but wasn't just a dumpkin
so I'm looking to cold like Joe-er
Hoe we too old so lets keep it covert
Pockets getting fatter while versus getting bolder
My b*t*h is getting badder while yours is getting older
Hoes are the worst but I don't learn
Don't poke foеs but it hurts when I'm sober, hoe
I'm a smokеr
Jokes on a joker, so
Joe sold to the perc so it's over
Sold his soul now he calling out SOS
You gone meet a fate as bad as that you try to mess with us
Call me DJ Khaled how I'm shouting out that we the best
We's the best without a doubt the power outage we did that
Got the cover art from a Canadian named Bugacsek
I'ma f**k her hard and nah I ain't going for booty sex
People tried to scam me on the pape I woulda double check
(What he do?) (What he do?)
Had to double check
Oh you thought you ate?
But you didn't I'ma take that plate smash it in yo face it's hitting different
He can get into the cooking like The Rock all in the kitchen
Catch me shooting in the Golden State just like I'm Andrew Wiggins
Feeling like the chemist that I am
Staying in the lab I never leave until it blam
Yeah I reign supreme my seventeenth year as a champ
Damn
I think I just copped another band
Throw the flow away if it ain't lit enough
Need a body bag we get you fitted up then zip it up
Spinning in a whip like it's a blender time to mix 'em up
Get into the chips I'ma spender you don't get enough
[?], you don't need it malnutritions, huh
I just slaught on beats I'm slick as f**k while you be slipping up
That boy thought he ate but now he need to do the dishes, huh
You can't make a mess and then expect me just to give it up
Ay, like turn me up
Walk up on the court just like I am a walking bucket
Every pa**ing day it got me only saying f**k it
Showing no improvement only guess is that you suck it
I've been, smoking till I'm stuck
When the flow is cold as f**k you chillin'
Don't trip about nothing
Ran off with the boatload [?]
F**k it I was flunking but wasn't just a dumpkin
so I'm looking to cold like Joe-er
Hoe we too old so lets keep it covert
Pockets getting fatter while versus getting bolder
My b*t*h is getting badder while yours is getting older
Hoes are the worst but I don't learn
Don't poke foes but it hurts when I'm sober, hoe
I'm a smoker
Jokes on a joker, so
Joe sold to the perc so it's over

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