WAR
Yea
I'm on some crab in the bucket shit
I hope you finished your bucket list
We finna get knuck and buck in this
Fuck this shit
We on some sucka shit
I know a bitch up the street that'll suck the dick
Hold on
Said I shouldn't move like that
But I know damn well I couldn't lose like that
What's your soul for a couple blue bills like that
Blue pills like that, like that (uh)
My niggas ready for war
My niggas ready for war, yeah yeah
Too many guns on the floor
We need our names on the Forbes, yeah yeah
Too many names for art, GO
We need a different route
It took a lick just to figure out
It took getting popped for some bricks in a big amount
Y'all took some shots at my niggas you finished now
No face no case wizard kelly boy you know I did the dash
Stretch a 50 make it last
I'm the realest nigga that you never had
I'm the reason why they mad
I was down bad on my ass
How the boy on E and he got the gas
She was just a friend you ain't have to spazz
Boy what was your brother left him in the past
I'm on some crab in the bucket shit I hope you finish you bucket list, bucket list
These hoe like life they want fuck the kid suck the kid love the kid then they wan fuck the kid up
And it's up and it's stuck and till we get revenge
You better hope that window tinted when we see you then
We off the hinge
Off in a fringe
They often lynch
Can't comprehend
That we was kin
I'm on some crab in the bucket shit I hope finshed your bucket list, bucklist
My niggas ready for war
I'm on some crab in the bucket shit
I hope you finished your bucket list
We finna get knuck and buck in this
Fuck this shit
We on some sucka shit
I know a bitch up the street that'll suck the dick
Hold on
Said I shouldn't move like that
But I know damn well I couldn't lose like that
What's your soul for a couple blue bills like that
Blue pills like that, like that (uh)
My niggas ready for war
My niggas ready for war, yeah yeah
Too many guns on the floor
We need our names on the Forbes, yeah yeah
Too many names for art, GO
We need a different route
It took a lick just to figure out
It took getting popped for some bricks in a big amount
Y'all took some shots at my niggas you finished now
No face no case wizard kelly boy you know I did the dash
Stretch a 50 make it last
I'm the realest nigga that you never had
I'm the reason why they mad
I was down bad on my ass
How the boy on E and he got the gas
She was just a friend you ain't have to spazz
Boy what was your brother left him in the past
I'm on some crab in the bucket shit I hope you finish you bucket list, bucket list
These hoe like life they want fuck the kid suck the kid love the kid then they wan fuck the kid up
And it's up and it's stuck and till we get revenge
You better hope that window tinted when we see you then
We off the hinge
Off in a fringe
They often lynch
Can't comprehend
That we was kin
I'm on some crab in the bucket shit I hope finshed your bucket list, bucklist
My niggas ready for war
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Writer(s): Clifford Owens
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