Buku

Lyrics

[Intro] Sure Slick fire (slick fire) Sure (SS I'm tryna' get that check) Happy Halloween bitches Lil' Bitch [Chorus] Count it up, count it up, count it up I close my eyes, when I count the money (Sure) Got it up, run it up, pick it up, hang it up Fuck nigga, can't tell me nothing (Sure) Yeah boy, I got money, drop money, pop money, YOTS money Pro, number one with the stuntin' Yeah boy, 200, 300, 400, 500 Buku the hoes and the money (Sure, sure, sure) [Post-Chorus] Aye, I bet that I fuck ya' bitch I bet that I get you hit (Sure) Don't make me run through the check (Sure) Don't make me throw up the stick (Sure) Tell yo' hoe stop gettin wet (Bitch) I made it, you just upset (Sure) Buku, my money and buku, my bitch Nigga, I pour it and don't measure shit (Sure, sure, sure) [Verse] (Woo) Rip it, trip it, digits sitting on a few Yo bitch choosing, got her slipping now she wanna make a crew Got the juice, shut down the studio, still make a band or two Call of Duty, ain't a game, but I'm the first person shooting, bitch Double S, boy, fuck ya' life All of these hoes, they excited I shot him in his 3rd eye And I'm on 10, how you think Tien died? Hoe Dick made her jump, she surprised She had to look at it twice like a Vine Bitch, hit my phone, bitch, hit my line I'm Perfect Cell, 2 androids (Brrrt) Home run, know they love Sosa Don't act like I'm signed to 300 If you the goat, then I'm Chupacabra I'm with my Mexican bitch at the Trump inn I got em' sucking and fucking for fun And you give me yo' face, I'll give you this nut And I swear that the underground do not deserve me Go mainstream, leave my fans disappointed [Chorus] Count it up, count it up, count it up I close my eyes, when I count the money (Sure) Got it up, run it up, pick it up, hang it up Fuck nigga, can't tell me nothing (Sure) Yeah boy, I got money, drop money, pop money, YOTS money Pro, number one with the stuntin' Yeah boy, 200, 300, 400, 500 Buku the hoes and the money (Sure, sure, sure) [Post-Chorus] Aye, I bet that I fuck ya' bitch I bet that I get you hit (Sure) Don't make me run through the check (Sure) Don't make me throw up the stick (Sure) Tell yo' hoe stop gettin wet (Bitch) I made it, you just upset (Sure) Buku, my money and buku, my bitch Nigga, I pour it and don't measure shit, bitch (Sure, sure, sure) [Bridge] Please don't talk back boy, I don't want lip Jumping out the Uber and I'm shooting at the lyft Spanish bitch with me, she don't speak no English She just say her name like a Pokemon, boy, it's lit (Happy) [Chorus] Aye, count it up, count it up, count it up I close my eyes when I count the money Got it up, run it up, pick it up, hang it up Fuck nigga can't tell me nothing (What?) Count it up, count it up, count it up I close my eyes when I count the money (Lil' bitch) Got it up, run it up, pick it up, hang it up Fuck nigga can't tell me nothing (Smart Stunnas, nigga) [Outro] At one point you got kicked out of high school, what was the whole situation about? Um, nothing, I just got kicked out. Dumb shit, you know? Fucking off in school, cliche kid shit, you know what I mean? Same old story