Hey, son, I think you forgot
Hey,
son, I swiped your 65 chain
And gave you this car, I might cause a wreck
I ain't even gonna bring it this way
And my niggas, and my girl
My niggas, she wanna meet that pussy up out town
Rock said,
* this too,
we bout to pull up powerhouse
Rack,
I said, get it, baby, * it
They want one right,
nigga,
bucket list,
bucket They gon' catch you in buckets,
they gon' catch you in buckets
They gon' catch you in buckets,
they gon' catch you in buckets
They gon' catch you in buckets,
they gon' catch you in buckets
They gon' catch you in buckets,
they gon' catch you in buckets
I've been on that drink for two weeks
Your boyfriend can't * with me,
he too weak I've been on that drink for two weeks
Your boyfriend can't * with me,
he too weak Your boyfriend can't walk with me,
he
too cheap I shop at a thrift store,
bitch,
but I must
still be rocking Balenci No cap,
but I don't rock Vandemons and I
don't rock Fendi You done love Hickey,
Poole,
and Sven,
but
I promise this nigga ain't friendly
I've been on that lane for two months,
like
They tryna walk with me,
they king All the opps went to a concert,
they may drain
Bitch,
you can't flirt with me,
I got Bane Your boyfriend too weak,
been on lane for two weeks
He a clone, ain't no
motherfucking ways to me