Bucketz

[Verse 1: Daniel Son] Ever since I dropped Remo they been fuckin' with that kid from the north Love to fuck a big girl she can't fit in a Porsche Gotta go commando she can't fit in her shorts Banned from the Crab Shack she ate the shrimp out of port God damn my dude Ima force out here They wasn't cheffin' up shit I taught a course out here Brought a different type of flavor to the fire, I'm related to the chemist, you related to the buyer Every time I made more monеy when my people would switch Madе me think of simple times like "I don't need to get rich" But I go hard for my profit and lead my team by example You weird when you coppin', we killin' fiends off the samples Too much Grabba' in the woods make my lungs hot Alpha in the cops with tizzy out through the Junks block Sit in the lab and make a bag off a drunk thot Shorty from the truck stop shot up in her leg and got a blood clot [Verse 2: Rome Streetz] Uh, Ayo Ock' It's fifty dollars for one rock These niggas got garbage up the block so they come cop Over here, they bring stems and smoking gear Beam up then sit in a chair stiff with frozen stares Stuck, all hustling was never luck bag it all even the dust, sell it and level up Never trust niggas further than my eyesight, real shit I'd rather the bucks fuck the limelight You lames dick ride and find new niggas to rhyme like but you'll never be better, need the cheddar LeBron height Or Mike's I preform like Floyd or Barry Bonds lit off the 'roids Shit change now fiends want the Fentanyl mix with the boy That's the only high they seem to enjoy, this the new batch Put it on the streets and quadruple a few stacks The whole family eat then we Gucci that's how you do scrap When I'm in the booth, I produce crack Niggas got plug talk in they rap with no facts to prove that