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ksuuvi bucket
ksuuvi bucket
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​—suuvi
(I'm thirty-four—)
Yeah, bitch, I'm walkin' around with a big bag
Oh, you got drip, nice hoodie, let me get that
When I was a youngin', all I wanted was some Bape shit
When I got bread, I went out and got some Bape shit
Can't smoke your spliff, 'cause you probably laced it
I-I can't be bothered with this stupid ass fake shit
Run up on me, give that boy a face lift
Boomin' out the trap like Alicia Keys
I been gettin' too fly, I been gettin' too flee
Yeah, we gon' put that boy down, we gon' put him on his knees
Make him pray to the fuckin' lord, ode
Know my **** doin' drugs, hope they don't OD
**** Nino in the field, hope he don't OD
And if you down, I'ma help you when you out, just call me
And it's crazy 'cause not a lot of people call me
But it's okay, 'cause I did this to myself, on me
Yeah, please don't fuck with my bros, I'll overheat
And my finger on the trigger, I been itchin' to pop a bean
Like, I got demons, I spoke to 'em in my dreams
I'm seein' things I'm not even supposed to see
But I'm not schiz', I'm just thinkin' OD
Said I'm on the opp block, and you know I'm packin' heat
Bro, why you laughin'? This shit is not sweet
I made me a rack by the end of the week
But I don't have it all, 'cause I spent some on weed
Yeah, **** don't even know
I been gettin' dough, what you gettin', bro?
I be gettin' K, you be gettin' zero
When I fuck her, she call me a hero
They don't even know what the type of time I'm on
Yeah, I don't even know, I'm probably autistic
**** talk down, we gon' put him on a wishlist, to die
Just put my fries in the bag my guy
Yeah, bitch, I'm gettin' too high (I-Igh)
Bitch, I'm walkin' around with a big bag (I-Igh)
Oh, you got drip, nice hoodie, let me get that (I-Igh)
When I was a youngin', all I wanted was some Bape shit
When I got bread, I went out and got some Bape shit
Written by: ksuuvi bucket
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