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[intro]
(ten11)
(ayo, stop playin’ with ’em, mook, drop this sh_t)

[verse 1: bluebucksclan dj]
a lot of hoes at my show, i got the stage jumping (stage jumping)
demons with me blowing smoke, ain’t no sage burning (ain’t no sage)
ain’t no model here, told her that her day coming (one day)
i got b_tches star struck, hoping that i say something (hoping that i say something)
double r, i just pulled up in a hardtop (yeah, hardtop)
if i press this b_tton, i could make the stars drop (make the stars drop)
twenty bottles in the club, we ain’t never bar hop (never)
twenty b_tches with us, we in vegas at the hard rock (yeah)
in this black prada shirt this motherf_cker hard, huh?
sitting in the newest maybach, this motherf_cker large, huh? (motherf_cker large)
back wit me, i can lean on them
sitting laughing at these n_ggas like steelo brim (like i’m steelo)
[chorus: bluebucksclan dj]
i could always count on tay, he got some drink on him (yeah)
if you can’t see me running sh_t, then you’re a fool, i guess (then you’re a fool)
only f_ck with bad b_tches, i don’t do no less (i don’t do ’em)
your baby momma trash, she was in a mood, i guess
i could always count on tay, he got some drink on him (yeah)
if you can’t see me running sh_t, then you’re a fool, i guess (then you’re a fool)
only f_ck with bad b_tches, i don’t do no less (yeah)
your baby momma trash, she was in a mood, i guess (she was in a mood)

[verse 2: bluebucksclan dj]
your n_gga broke and he weird, but he cool, i guess (but i guess)
shooters with me all time, yeah, i got my soldiers (yeah, i got ’em)
felon in the driver seat, i ain’t got no chauffer (ain’t got no chaffer)
tryna hold this big bag, think i popped my shoulder (popped my shoulder)
she keep saying, “leave it in”, and she want my daughter
we can do it when you show me you can walk on water (walker on water)
keep a bad b_tch, n_ggas always want my woman (my woman)
pull up to my show late, yeah, i’m just now coming (i’m just coming)
i’m at mr. chow putting something on my stomach (on my stomach)
n_ggas been rapping for awhile, sh_t still not jumpin’ (still not jumpin’)
i guess you a motherf_cking fool if you don’t think we run it (you’re a fool)
where the f_ck the n_gga with the juice? y’all said he coming

[chorus: bluebucksclan dj]
i could always count on tay, he got some drink on him (yeah)
if you can’t see me running sh_t, then you’re a fool, i guess (then you’re a fool)
only f_ck with bad b_tches, i don’t do no less (i don’t do ’em)
your baby momma trash, she was in a mood, i guess
i could always count on tay, he got some drink on him (yeah)
if you can’t see me running sh_t, then you’re a fool, i guess (then you’re a fool)
only f_ck with bad b_tches, i don’t do no less (yeah)
your baby momma trash, she was in a mood, i guess (she was in a mood)
[verse 3: jeeezy]
n_ggas think they f_cking with us, ya’ll could keep on hoping (y’all can beat it)
twenty thousand for a feature and i still won’t post it (i ain’t postin’)
i got famous b_tches in my dm, i still ain’t open (nah, i ain’t open)
all these n_ggas weak as f_ck, what’s the big commotion? (i don’t get it)
or you can be my b_tch if you can dodge a bullet (doge a bullet)
why this n_gga never wear his chain, i think somebody took it (god d_mn, god d_mn)
he don’t ever pot no flyers, i guess n0body booking
always catch me with some good sh_t like your granny cooking
i ain’t gon’ lie when i get dressed, i really do the most (do the most)
amiri pants, prada coat, marni down, holy smokes (d_mn, d_mn)
fall asleep in my jewelry but it never broke (never broke)
on my momma, i got more blues than spider loc (on my momma)
n_gga said it was his b_tch but she keep on flirting (flirting)
getting change for all these hundreds, b_tches keep on twerking (twerking)
weak n_ggas asking for advice, i told ’em, “keep on working” (keep working)
f_ck the n_gga with the juice at? my stomach hurting (my stomach)
show me all your friends before you bring ’em, b_tch, i might know ’em (might know ’em)
f_cking on this b_tch for years, this n_gga not knowing (he ain’t knowing)
look at how my diamonds dance, i’m shinin’ bright on ’em (shinin’ bright)
i could always count on big bro to have a pint on ’em

[chorus: bluebucksclan dj]
i could always count on tay, he got some drink on him
if you can’t see me running sh_t, then you’re a fool, i guess (then you’re a fool)
only f_ck with bad b_tches, i don’t do no less (i don’t do ’em)
your baby momma trash, she was in a mood, i guess
i could always count on tay, he got some drink on him
if you can’t see me running sh_t, then you’re a fool, i guess
only f_ck with bad b_tches, i don’t do no less
your baby momma trash, she was in a mood, i guess

- bluebucksclan

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