Buckets lyrics

[Intro: Summrs]
(Fifty Grand)
Man, these n*ggas don't even be sippin' for real man
You see me, I'm scorin' on this sh*t every day
sh*t ain't never a joke, nope
All my n*ggas pour up, look

[Verse 1: Summrs]
I'm still that n*gga, yeah, I still be ballin', I coulda' went straight to the league
I get straight to the cheese, lil' b*tch ass n*gga, I ain't gettin' no beef
The way my n*ggas shoot that .223 could've went to the league
Pedal to the f*cking metal, f*ck around and die in an SRT
Take my b*tch to Ruths Chris, we too lit, I'm too rich
Get ya' b*tch, she choosin', I'm slidin' in her sh*t (Ed—, Gianni)
My fans keep calling me an addict, well, f*ck it
My friend just scored on some Tris', that's a bucket
I f*ck on vibes, after vibes, after vibes
I told her, "Go be a ho, b*tch, f*ck it, it's yo' life"

[Verse 2: Iayze]
I told her, I don't wanna f*ck 'less she a dime
Foenem f*ck 'em over
Why you steady playin' with yo' life?
I f*ck on vibes, after vibes, after vibes
She wanna go to the kickback, I'm like, "Fine"
ARP got kickback, I'm like, "Fine"
She wanna f*ck me, yeah, that's why you crying
Engine V12, yeah, that's why I'm flyin'
I'm so high the cops see it in my eyes
Car so fast they can't keep up with this ride
Take off with yo' b*tch she eyein'
I can't leave without my Iron
It's me and Rino, one more time
You gon' pull up? Boy, don't try
Might have to pull up, boy, squeeze that fire
She says she like, "Why try?"
She says she want Love Pt. 5
That money been on my eyes
Yeah, I got that sh*t on my mind
Top Kid, no, I don't fly
Top Kid been on the rise
He outside, he die
She won't f*ck me for my ice
She won't f*ck me more than twice
Slide on us, you gon' roll that dice
My n*ggas scored Trisiana, that's fire
My b*tch got ass and she fine
[Outro: Iayze]
Haha, pourin' pints all night
Made yo' check in a day, ya' know?