Buckets ft. Fallen Boy Lyrics

It's nothing to me hand them ducats to me

I been balling out and all I get is buckets homie

Look it's nothing to me get them ducats to me

I been balling out and all I get is buckets homie

Get a lot I got a lot

Soon as I decide that I want it it's safe I got it locked

If you do I'm popping locks

Froze-blooded baby but I stay in all the hottest spots

Like a pebble in your shoe I'm about to rock your socks

Thought a lot about whether or not your boy should play it nice

If I do you should thank me profusely for saving your life

I ain't got a problem wit a gamble cause I shave the dice

Hop on while it's hot or I up it on you and raise the price

If you see me coming down that lane you better switch yours

I'm running suckers over for the inspo

I came to get my slice like Kimbo

They tryna keep up with me but they just can't find the tempo

Bitch I'm instrumental

It's nothing to me hand them ducats to me

I been balling out and all I get is buckets homie

Look it's nothing to me get them ducats to me

I been balling out and all I get is buckets homie

I tell my women don't just see about it be about it

If you wanna get that bag you gotta B-A-G about it

Set some of that bag off to the side and make a re-up out it

I could take one tiny seed and make a whole ass tree up out it

I don't fuck around

The truth get hard to swallow but the baddest ones gon' suck me down

Nobody can shut me down

I'm the bomb you should be under the table ducking down

Hit em with no pads or helmets fuck rap it's rugby now

Stuffing bodies under earth the family put em on they shirts

I dead all that wackness and pack it in the back of my hearse

I've been doing this shit for a minute and for what it's worth

I got enough of this work to serve the whole entire earth

It's nothing to me hand them ducats to me

I been balling out and all I get is buckets homie

Look it's nothing to me get them ducats to me

I been balling out and all I get is buckets homie