Buck a Knot (feat. KAY BEE)
A nigga diss me r my cuzzin ima up on they ass
Stupid hoe won't hit the window ima bust through the class
Pounds of the gas steady smokin ops out the bag
You say you gettin pussy but you smellin like ass
Smokin zips of the gunja call that shit marijuana
It's wicked in my city don't get caught on the corner
Free Rick the rulah rip to lil keeve
It's a bag wit yo name on it you just got to get it
Member back in middle school I was always in dention.
Way back in the day I use to ride with extensions
Pops in the feds he had them bricks in the kitchen
Could of Ben a felon but I beat that conviction
Boi I'm sumn vicious when I'm fckin these bitches
Og told me once you gotta be silent to listen
I'm known in the Lou and I don't need recognition
When I get head before I fck man that pussy hit different
A let me talk my
Let me talk my shit
Pussy nigga toting straps
Like they really got bodies
I ain't ducking no action
I miss getting head in the audi
If you can not keep it buck
Get tf from around me
Kuz I'll spazz on any nigga
That glock stay close to my body
Momma say im my daddy child
I see it in me sometimes
The way I bust down a brick
And I be toting that iron
My kuzzin say he got them birds
I be knowing he lying
Had to stop answering my phone
Kuz he be wasting my time
That girl keysha she freaky
I buy my own fkking liquor
So can't slip me no Mickey
And I don't need smoke wit chu
I got my own fkking bag
But if you give me yours too
That pussy gone get wet
Wetter Than a swimming pool
And that's On god
A let me talk my shit
Stupid hoe won't hit the window ima bust through the class
Pounds of the gas steady smokin ops out the bag
You say you gettin pussy but you smellin like ass
Smokin zips of the gunja call that shit marijuana
It's wicked in my city don't get caught on the corner
Free Rick the rulah rip to lil keeve
It's a bag wit yo name on it you just got to get it
Member back in middle school I was always in dention.
Way back in the day I use to ride with extensions
Pops in the feds he had them bricks in the kitchen
Could of Ben a felon but I beat that conviction
Boi I'm sumn vicious when I'm fckin these bitches
Og told me once you gotta be silent to listen
I'm known in the Lou and I don't need recognition
When I get head before I fck man that pussy hit different
A let me talk my
Let me talk my shit
Pussy nigga toting straps
Like they really got bodies
I ain't ducking no action
I miss getting head in the audi
If you can not keep it buck
Get tf from around me
Kuz I'll spazz on any nigga
That glock stay close to my body
Momma say im my daddy child
I see it in me sometimes
The way I bust down a brick
And I be toting that iron
My kuzzin say he got them birds
I be knowing he lying
Had to stop answering my phone
Kuz he be wasting my time
That girl keysha she freaky
I buy my own fkking liquor
So can't slip me no Mickey
And I don't need smoke wit chu
I got my own fkking bag
But if you give me yours too
That pussy gone get wet
Wetter Than a swimming pool
And that's On god
A let me talk my shit
Credits
Writer(s): Darren Beard
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