Buttnaked lyrics

[Intro: Bris & G Man]
Bris
Ayy
G Man, uh
What's up, fool?
Uh
Laudiano
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Bris & G Man]
I been runnin' to the cake, you been cupcaking (You been cupcaking)
Let me shoot my shot, I ain't pumpfaking (I ain't pumpfaking)
See that gold on your neck, I'll come take it (I'll come take it)
Thirty di*k hanging out the Glock like it's buttnaked (Like it's buttnaked)
You can catch me up in traffic with that heater on me (With this heater on me)
Bad b*tch on my side, you know I keep her on me (You know I keep her)
Dumb n*gga talkin' slick, put the Reaper on him (Put that Reaper on him)
Park his load broad day just for speaking on me (Baow, baow)

[Verse 1: Bris]
Yeah, you'll probably get far if you stop and listen (Stop and listen)
Movin' like the president with a proposition (I got a proposition)
I be politicking like a politician (Like a politician)
Not to mention, n*ggas f*ckin' with the opposition (They f*ck with suckers)
They killed my brother, sheddin' tears, thought I'd never cry (Thought I'd never cry)
You better get a pole, I ain't selling mine (I ain't selling mine)
I keep it True Story, I ain't telling lies (I ain't telling lies)
I just did a drill, breaking news, it got televised (On my mama)
Yeah, these b*tches call me daddy, got me playin' father (Yeah, they call me daddy)
But I don't buy 'em sh*t, I gotta raise a daughter (I gotta raise a daughter)
I just wanna slide like it's Raging Waters (Like it's Raging Waters)
Quick to put this metal to his line but I ain't a barber (But I ain't a barber)
You was 'posed to slide for me but you never came (But you never came)
Married to the game, I need a wedding ring (I need a wedding ring)
n*gga dry snitched 'cause he said a name (Huh?)
I'll let it rain with G Man, on Ten Letta Gang (Bah-bah-baow, uh)
[Chorus: Bris & G Man]
I been runnin' to the cake, you been cupcaking (You been cupcaking)
Let me shoot my shot, I ain't pumpfaking (I ain't pumpfaking)
See that gold on your neck, I'll come take it (I'll come take it)
Thirty di*k hanging out the Glock like it's buttnaked (Like it's buttnaked)
You can catch me up in traffic with that heater on me (With this heater on me)
Bad b*tch on my side, you know I keep her on me (You know I keep her)
Dumb n*gga talkin' slick, put the Reaper on him (Put that Reaper on him)
Park his load broad day just for speaking on me (Baow, baow)

[Verse 2: G Man]
When them n*ggas tried to slide, I didn't go to sleep (I couldn't go to sleep)
I ain't hanging out the windows, walking up on feet (Walking up on feet)
n*ggas love to run they mouth, so I was one deep (I was one deep)
Yeah, this a real true story, but we not gon' speak (We not gon' speak)
This n*gga b*tch so wet, slappin' all on her cheeks (On her cheeks)
Before she even gave me top, I got all of the cheese (All the cheese)
You know I keep a fat loaf, you could see through my jeans (You can see)
Just let a n*gga try to rob me, he gon' be on the scenes (Huh?)
Renegades get cut just for talking slick (What?)
Tell them n*ggas come outside 'cause we got them sticks (We got them sticks)
Yeah, your load a moving target but I'm not gon' miss (I'm not gon' miss)
Me and Bris on the blade tryna knock a b*tch (On my mama)
Ten Letters f*ck with the rest, who you rockin' with? (The real)
Bad b*tches all on our di*k, they always jockin' us (They always jockin' us)
You know we headed to the top, so they watchin' us (Steady watchin' us)
Sucker n*ggas talkin', but that ain't stoppin' us (That ain't stoppin')
[Chorus: Bris & G Man]
I been runnin' to the cake, you been cupcaking (You been cupcaking)
Let me shoot my shot, I ain't pumpfaking (I ain't pumpfaking)
See that gold on your neck, I'll come take it (I'll come take it)
Thirty di*k hanging out the Glock like it's buttnaked (Like it's buttnaked)
You can catch me up in traffic with that heater on me (With this heater on me)
Bad b*tch on my side, you know I keep her on me (You know I keep her)
Dumb n*gga talkin' slick, put the Reaper on him (Put that Reaper on him)
Park his load broad day just for speaking on me (Baow, baow)