CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Buckets
*Summrs*
Aye these n***as dont even be sippin for real man...
You see my im scorin on this sh*t everyday
Shoulda never dropped it.. Nope
All my n***as pour up, Look
Most of these n***as [?] be ballin i coulda went straight to the league
I get straight to cheese lil b*t*h ass n***a i ain't get no beef
The way my n***as shoot that .223 coulda went to the league
Pedal to the f**king metal f**k around and die in the SRT
Take my b*t*h to Ruths Chris, We Too Lit, Im Too Rich
Get ya b*t*h she choosing im sliding on her sh*t
My fans keep calling me an addict well f**k it
My friend just scored on sum Tris thats a Bucket!
I f**k on vibes after vibes after vibes
I told her go be a hoe, b*t*h f**kit its yo life
*Iayze*
I told her i dont wanna f**k less she a [?]
Fonna f**k em ova
Why you steady playin with yo life
I f**k on vibes after vibes after vibes
She wanna go to the kickback im like fine
ARP got kickback im like fye
She wanna f**k me yea thats why you cryin
[?} well yeah thats why im flyin
Im so high the cops see it in my eyes
Car so fast they can't keep up with this ride
Take off with yo b*t*h she eyein
I can't leave without my [?]
Its me and Rino one more time!
You gon pull up well dont try
Might have to pull up and squeeze that fye
She say she like Why Try!
She say she want Love Pt. 5
That money been on my eyes
Yea I got that sh*t on my mind
Top Kid no I dont fly
Top Kid been on the rise
He outside he die
She won't f**k me for my ice
She won't f**k me more than twice
Slide on us gon roll that dice!
My n***as scored Trisiana thats fye!
My b*t*h got ass and she fine!
Aye these n***as dont even be sippin for real man...
You see my im scorin on this sh*t everyday
Shoulda never dropped it.. Nope
All my n***as pour up, Look
Most of these n***as [?] be ballin i coulda went straight to the league
I get straight to cheese lil b*t*h ass n***a i ain't get no beef
The way my n***as shoot that .223 coulda went to the league
Pedal to the f**king metal f**k around and die in the SRT
Take my b*t*h to Ruths Chris, We Too Lit, Im Too Rich
Get ya b*t*h she choosing im sliding on her sh*t
My fans keep calling me an addict well f**k it
My friend just scored on sum Tris thats a Bucket!
I f**k on vibes after vibes after vibes
I told her go be a hoe, b*t*h f**kit its yo life
*Iayze*
I told her i dont wanna f**k less she a [?]
Fonna f**k em ova
Why you steady playin with yo life
I f**k on vibes after vibes after vibes
She wanna go to the kickback im like fine
ARP got kickback im like fye
She wanna f**k me yea thats why you cryin
[?} well yeah thats why im flyin
Im so high the cops see it in my eyes
Car so fast they can't keep up with this ride
Take off with yo b*t*h she eyein
I can't leave without my [?]
Its me and Rino one more time!
You gon pull up well dont try
Might have to pull up and squeeze that fye
She say she like Why Try!
She say she want Love Pt. 5
That money been on my eyes
Yea I got that sh*t on my mind
Top Kid no I dont fly
Top Kid been on the rise
He outside he die
She won't f**k me for my ice
She won't f**k me more than twice
Slide on us gon roll that dice!
My n***as scored Trisiana thats fye!
My b*t*h got ass and she fine!
