Bucket Hat Freestyle

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo Real G's move in silence, ain't no silencers on my guns Don't duck, you better run, scared nigga That youngin, that niggas respect so much Everywhere I go they be like "I love that song you made about Crush" I miss my nigga, rest in peace to him Was fucked up 'cause we was about to blow up Took a few shortcuts, fucked hella bitches Got my hoes up, rolled up, pull up in the Rover Don't need no chauffeur, I just maneuver with the toaster Let's keep it kosher, a line of this to fuck your nose up Hold up [Bridge] Yo Thеse bitches text mе, "daddy, come and get this pussy, please" She be having me on some lazy shit, don't wanna leave See my bitches into the finer weaves Chanel stay with Chanel because she ride with me When I slide in them Vicky sheets, you better not hickey me Dig deep, make you remember me, your favorite memory Yeah I got that work for the cabbage [?] The savages play my shit then go hit a lick This inspiration to get rich Just a little inspiration to get rich, nigga Just some inspiration to get, rich [Verse 2] Yo This for the have nots, crushed cakes, 'cause dudes who smoking rocks Times tough so we had to resort to Glocks, fifth bust You heard that bitch around the block but ain't seen nothing You know the rules Don't be a fool, homie, that could've been you No threats 'cause that ain't what I do, get you touched I'm at the crib straight fucking your boo She heard the news, you stupid fool Just play it cool, or your head you gon' lose Blood on the leaves but ain't no blood on my Loubs You stupid fool You stupid dude [Outro] Oh, oh, this nigga's a dickhead! What the fuck wrong with this nigga, man? Somebody need to smack-Somebody need to smack this nigga upside his head or something, bitch Nigga get his shit hit back Fuck wrong with him? Fuck wrong with him, man? (Hahahaha) This nigga need his ass whooped, man (Fuck that nigga) This that Bucket Hat Freestyle (Hah) I ain't write none of that shit (hah), you heard?