Bluebucksclan SMP Lyrics

Yeah, let me speak my piece, I was always taught to go and get it, had to chase my dream

I can't give a broke bitch a chance, nah, that's just not me

Lil' niggas hittin' up my bitch, bro, that's not your speed

You got some ass, you got a bag, you got a chance with me

Hit the club just to make a mess, they clean up after me

Mad, this nigga white, my favorite bitch, bro, give her back to me

Sad to see these niggas sippin' green, they do what happens

Niggas postin' that they out to eat, what the fuck is Applebee's

Tired of givin' niggas sauce, niggas stealin' all the recipes

Pull up with a pound, tell the niggas I don't got no extra wheels

Yeah, we headed to the top, is you gon' make it

Gotta wait and see if you know your bitch team, but not with who

It was probably me, argue with the nigga, Adam, Miri, call your manager

Last time they let me shut her down, they ain't have to check they calendar

I just made the biggest plate, I ain't believe it, tryna challenge

Know I know my barber phone, I'm gettin' mad, cause he ain't answer

Nigga know I got a show up, he don't come, I'm finna cancel

Finally gave me that lil' pussy, she been on me

Her shit fire, got me runnin' round in long beads

I keep bad bitches with me, they in arms

We hit Tyler, hit Katana, I ain't never fed you corned beef

Blowin' woods, hammers layin' around, we at Home Depot

On the floor, at the games, ain't the normal seat

Why these weak bitches tryna pick a bone with me

Broke bitches say I'm mean and never seem to get along with me

Models think I'm charming and sweet, ain't no round with me

I'm at Dover Street Market, I'm a local member

Turn a quick bite out Roof Chris to a birthday dinner

Out with my sneaky link and broad day, I'm in the open with it

Niggas happy that they hit my old bitch, you supposed to hit her

All my bitches never did nothing wrong, I just broke up with her

V12, I don't think y'all wanna race

Po'ed down, I'm not sleep, I'm still wide awake

I just hit for fifty, had the nicest day

Got a bitch named Ash, she was a nice lil' shade

Send her unreleased, don't be leakin' all my tape

Told her if I get her last, better not blink a nigga's face

She got used to me, she wanna suck it all on cameras

Niggas losin' me, ain't gettin' money, always dancin

You been foolin' me, that shit was fake, I know the fabric

Excuse me, I'm walkin' by and these big ladies

Bitches that don't go for shit, give me chances

Matters fuck, we went to Ira, this shit nasty