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