Buckets (feat. BGA) Video (MV)

Gang gang
Like Steph its buckets I'm counting duckets
Riding foreign cars I swear I'm stunting
Out the window with it I be launching
See the op know how I rock my niggas know I'm dumping
Smoking white Russian
Got that shit straight off the boat oh yeah it ain't bout nothing
Cant walk the street without the heat cause bitches they be mugging
Even though these bitches fake they really out here fronting
Like a bitch was going do something
Call my hitters and I have run through something
Yeah know how I rock
Boss bitch I'm not f*cking with the ops
They see me out they say I'm looking kind of sharp
Mix the Henney with the ice that's on the rocks
Lil bitch say she want to walk the way I walk
You garb a pen and paper ima grab some chalk
Lay it out for you so you got it on lock
Before you leave you know we bout to run them pocks
And bitch don't come back to my spot
Osbb we run the block gang
Official official official official
Hahahaha
Roll backwood after backwood
So much gas its a packwood
I hate when a nigga trying act hood
Rob em every time that he back good
Time to space off to my zone
These hating ass niggas be blown
Go get you a mind of your own
So immature but you grown
Boy what the f*ck do you own
Oh not nothing
These bitch ass niggas be bluffing
Big and bad so he huffing and puffing
Say he got work but that shit ain't bout nothing
Two desert eagles like a twelve gage bussing
Niggas ain't down with the fussing and the cursing
Fake got lean he be gone off the tussin
Been had dogs little nigga why you bugging
Pitbull crazy nigga shoutout to my cousin
My name ring bells and your name just buzzing
F*ck rolling up she going roll me a dozen
Been calling plays like my name Kurk Cousins
Pipe that shit down cause we been knew you wasn't
We been knew you wasn't
Pussy boy
Hahaha
Oside nigga official
Certified