Lights On Da Bucket lyrics

[Hook x4]
There's a lot of n*ggas with him but I want him, so f*ck it
Creep up on that pus*y n*gga, hit the lights on the bucket

[Verse 1]
It's time ho, once again
For catrin, to like do them in
Could he get another motherf*cker to the den
Come into like poppin' a ten
Take a n*gga to the dark side, get them him from the blind side
Roll this homicide
Any mother f*cking n*gga wanna grow some nuts
I guarantee you gon' die
Front a busta, take a bullet from this f*cking .44, we gonna make you hit the floor
And a n*gga had already learn to stole, is we robbery ho
Tell ya bustas start praying up to the lord, before I take you in a ditch
But I dont give a f*ck about holy sh*t
Cause I be running evilness
You hear them bodies dragging, as I haul them to the lake
If you n*ggas asleep, I creep in, all late, oh it's gonna be a bad mistake
When the police come knocking right at your door
You better cover up your rear
When they ask you to identify the body
You can't hold back them tears
Destroy them, avoid 'em
Hit 'em to the skull with the Mossberg pump
Then I quickly go blow the head right off a chump
If any n*gga try, light stops
The redruM
Let you mothaf*cka's know the evilness has now begun
Pulling out the fully loaded gun
Commit to like hit you with some
[Hook x4]
There's a lot of n*ggas with him but I want him, so f*ck it
Creep up on that pus*y n*gga, hit the lights on the bucket

[Verse 2]
The devil's out tonight, hit a motherf*cker when I'm running with the plastic nine
Cause I'm quick to go blow in back of your brain
So, I'm going to tell you one last time
And I'm haunting but also I'm popping these bullets
I'ma put it in your ass
Tell your busta ass n*ggas, better pick up that cash
Or you gonna lay up in the grass
The f*cking fragments from the hollows leaving virgins dead
And haters ain't cool to be talking that sh*t, they get a couple in the head
I'm lurking, I'm scoping victims with the loaded ten
And the indo I'm puffing, it gives me powers strong as twenty men
Let me take them to the dead
I'll probably run into your carcass, bust a sucka
Can you handle this
Cause I'll turn into Jason, like killers act psycho b*tch, don't get me p*ssed
I call upon the Lady Dead to bring that kiss of death
When you laying down, suffering from fatal wounds
She gon' take your last breath
The Krucifix, my f*cking clicks too thick, too f*cking big
And these haters that constantly talking that sh*t, better get up off my di*k
It's murder, it's straight up murder when I pop these thangs
Cause I'm to lazy for a child to even provide his thangs
[Hook x4]
There's a lot of n*ggas with him but I want him, so f*ck it
Creep up on that pus*y n*gga, hit the lights on the bucket