Buck with me Lyrics

I be thumbing through the blues, don't got shit but paper cuts on me

How that's yo bitch when she look, she wanna fuck on me

Dubs is my pocket change, I don't got no buck on me

Designer cost a whip, you would think I had a truck on me

And she know her main nigga can't fuck with me

Is it the money or it's me keep it a buck with me

She eating dick while i'm riding up in traffic, got a slut with me

My Glock never at the crib, cause it's tucked with me, bitch

Bitch, I'm in a different bag

Pulled out my stash, got that bitch and her nigga mad

When them rainy days come, you gotta make it last

Foreign engineering fat shit 200 on the dash

Baby ask me what I'm doing, I been grinding hard as fuck

Baby bro think I'm sweet, tell him come and try his luck

We got fat whips and big chops, we could send a nigga up

You broke as hell, you see a jack, you might as well go pick it up

I been getting back

Spenders got me tired as a bitch, I gotta take a nap

Leave the hoes alone, nigga, you broke, go and get a jack

Don't leave your bitch out of sight

Cause if she leave with me, then she getting smacked

I be thumbing through the blues, I don't got shit but paper cuts on me

How that's yo bitch when she look, she wanna fuck on me

Dubs is my pocket change, I don't got no buck on me

Designer cost a whip, you would think I got a truck on me

And she know her main nigga can't fuck with me

Is it the money or it's me keep it a buck with me

She eating dick while i'm riding up in traffic, got a slut with me

My Glock never at the crib, cause it's tucked with me, bitch