Buku

In the streets they love me buku
Choppa spit ouu ouu
Money long wuu wuu
Pockets on bruce bruce
Ain’t no
Ain’t no way
I could lose lose
Ain’t no
Ain’t no way
Ima lose lose
Gotta bring it back
Heard they looking
Where they at
Talking all bout this and that
I ain’t hard to find you fucking know
Hoe
Im in the middle of the trap
With my shirt off
Cook you like
Lil woadie cook the crack
Cut the stove on
Never fold on
Heard you rolled on
Feelings so gone
Where were you when i was
Standing in the streets
Bitch you so lost
Drama time
Bring me mine
Heard you gotta get in line
And wait your time
Well bitch im on the second line
Tired of trying
I ain’t switch a dime
Unidentified
Its alright
Find me at the finish line
Sick and tired
Im so sick and tired
Need a pill to smile
Been a while
Been a fucking while
Since you came around
Talking bout
Heard they talking down
Till i come around
Not a sound
Not a fucking sound
Not a fuck
Goop Goop
Yuun Yuun
Talkin about these and that
Bitch you know where i am at
In the norf (Norf norf)
In the middle south tho
Thats fo sure (thats fo sure)
Does the mood (Does the mood)
Round downa third floor, foes close
Drive by
Homicide
Who gon die
Hah who gon lay
We gon take tonight
Playaz dont play
Wit the ak
You ain’t gonna see the 223 traces
Bullets spray in six dudes (Thou thou thou)
Hit them lips looses (Damn)
Boy you been talkin
To the feds
Bulletproof you a bitch (hah?!)
Lil snitch (lil snitch!)
I already knew
Boy better run before you lay
In a deep hole
In the streets they love me buku
Choppa spit ouu ouu
Money long wuu wuu
Pockets on bruce bruce
Ain’t no
Ain’t no way
I could lose lose
Ain’t no
Ain’t no way
Ima lose lose