LouRazer - buffed up! Lyrics

You know what I'm saying
Yeah, you ain't never hit that road
What you know bout taking risks
Nigga you ain't never scrape the sides

You ain't never made it stretch
Man, this shit a pop your eyes
Spend the night inside my kitchen
I'm so used to beating the pot

I forgot I got a blender
Back and forth, I'm hittin that road
Pray to God they don't check the finder
Shit, by the time they land, it's sold

Sometimes I ain't got to mix it
All the opps, they dead and gone
Shit, correct me if I'm jeffin
I'm the type, get out of pocket

Bitch, I'm known for overstepping
Check the score
Stop all that dick riding
Sneak dissing in them records

Put that chicken on you
Niggas ain't hard to find
I'll pay to get it low
I got youngins that want bands

A half a man a get you gone
Them same youngins be in your crib for them glasses
You don't own
Let a real nigga put them on

Show you how to look sweet
Man, hold on, man
These ain't your typical glasses, bro
Man, them ain't your typical shit, man

They ain't even your glasses
Let me see these bitches
Hold on, man
Can't be reaching for them and shit, man

You got to be gentle with it
Watch when I put them on how I look
You ready
Quarter block, you see it

I got them thangs
How many you need
Anyone
Two of them

How many of them thangs you need