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Get Buck

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Get Buck

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Ready to pop drop top fuck cops

And im never gon stop

Cough drop in my mouth cause im sick with the shit that i spit out the lip

Rip-n-dip with the click

The whole team gotta hit

Real quick talk shit get hit man

The clock gon tic so i gotta get rich

We all gonna die

These haters gon test me but all of the pie

I know you want it why you acting shy

This ones for the homies who really do me

You claiming you hard well then show me

Its double s bitch and we murking this shit

We working for certain she jerking the dick

Spread the booty hole and put the fingers in the clit real shit

Take it out she gon lick that shit then spit on the dick

Exit then she clean that shit with her own damn lips now picture that shit

Damn i am the man

Blue print shit yeah i got the plan

Local rap can't take over the land

So i figured its time to get bigger

For the cheese ima fiend know what i mean

Im on the scene with the team

Little pou what it do like a fat ho i dont fuck with you

You my dawg then i take out the you

Yo my homies will always come through better duck

When they buck press your luck

Ain't nobody give a fuck in my city every man for himself

So i stay to myself low key

Im on stealth mode feeling like silhouettes in the dark ho

You can see but you really dont know whats inside take flight on a bitch she was talking to much gotta ride

Get wet like the tide

Dont be a lil pussy

Dont hide when i slide right by with the guys

Stay fly up over the sky you a lie if you say that i ain't goin in

Put your sword against my pen bet i win

Smart stunnas up in this shit dont trip

Hit a lick for the liq

For the bitch she sip on the drink

To the point she can't think

Brainless famous for the head she giving

No paying hear what im saying

Little pouya im laying these rappers straight down dont fuck with me never dont fuck with me now

You clown wear the lip stick

Got you on the hit list

All around the world i got bitches and you know this

Double s focused on the guwop like gucci

Im posted with my dawgs like vick

Caught the pic on your bitch

Pogo shit when she jump on the stick equipped and ion kiss lips unless they pussy

Fuck these haters they ain't really talking to me

Can't see em or hear em hellen keller

I will never let a hater put me down no neva eve let em

Get the pussy w etter and its leaking like a faucet sell the ho to get the profit

Stuff the money in my pocket

Tell the ho to walking im young so i gotta stay flossin bossin

All these rappers mocking my style

So i flip the bird and walk it out

Doing my thang what you talking bout

Stay in yo place like a parking spot

Dont get out of line homies notorious committing crimes

Like johnny layton i stay on my grind bitch you is basic so get ouy my life

Ima young mother fucker so i pull up to the scene

Girls love my style cause they said it was mean something like lysol the flow is so clean

Taking it back to the city miami is where i be 1994

Style ho stickin n trickin a bitch

Drop a load down her throat

Bet making her wet she need a motha fuckin rain coat

Baby bone pouya sit down take a toast

Cause the kid dont slack my pack got my back

So dont try me you know where to find me

No more acting kindly its time to go in for the win

If i got yo ill sin you haters is trash where is the bin hear them boys talking shit so i hit up the juce mane

Hit a lick for the drug slang white bitch like cocaine you can keep your pants on ima slide through the g string well

Im just dippin ain't got time for women

Ballin scottie pippen

Im born to get with it no trippin

Im slippin the vans on my feet

Just feelin like a million bucks

Give it up for the kid with a plan

You know that i roll with a team on demand

I know you know that im the man and fuck rap

I wanna see the cash start with a play for today

To get paid like the first of the month

Dont be layzie this shit getting crazy

I hate being copied yo raps ain't original

Straight up no subliminal

Nobody hearing you they sleepin on me

So i wake they ass up with the lyrical

Ima mother fuckin G

Dont you see i done told you dont sleep on me ho

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