Bucket lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
I know what’s up, n*gga
Nah mean
The streets is talking, n*gga
You n*ggas running your motherf*cking mouths like I’m playing with y’all n*ggas or something
Like the sh*t won’t get back, n*gga
I know what’s up, n*gga
Oh word?
Tch

[Hook]
I heard them n*ggas looking for me
But I ain’t hard to find, my n*gga, I’m outside
Yeah I know you n*ggas looking for me
Big 40 on my side, the drama, I don’t mind, look, n*gga
If you want it, you can get it how you want it, pus*y n*gga
I ain’t running from you n*ggas, I swear, yeah
If you want it, you can get it how you want it, pus*y n*gga
Big gun up on me, b*tch, I’m right here, yeah

[Verse 1]
I got it out the hood, I really sold fish
I whipped the whole split, I made the stove click
Sold them O’s quick, flipped it twice
Went back and bought the whole brick, you n*ggas never sold sh*t
Younging 17 with the four-fifth
You’re beefing with a n*gga you know is a shooter too, don’t miss
He used the Polo t-shirt to wipe his nose drip
Said he ain’t aiming at legs, he leaving domes hit
Damn, lil’ homie on sh*t
I like that sh*t ‘cause when sh*t get real, you other n*ggas fold quick
You shoot or get shot, you know the code, b*tch
Put like six in a n*gga, I seen his soul lift
Killer Tone, he just want to smoke sh*t
You see the van pulling up, better be Usain Bolt quick
Stand over you with the desert, Boyz N the Hood, Dough sh*t
Empty the whole clip
[Hook]
I heard them n*ggas looking for me
But I ain’t hard to find, my n*gga, I’m outside
Yeah I know you n*ggas looking for me
Big 40 on my side, the drama, I don’t mind, look, n*gga
If you want it, you can get it how you want it, pus*y n*gga
I ain’t running from you n*ggas, I swear, yeah
If you want it, you can get it how you want it, pus*y n*gga
Big gun up on me, b*tch, I’m right here, yeah

[Verse 2]
Riding calm with my firearm
My man supplying strong, who gonna buy the bong
New God form, I’m on a higher form
n*ggas ain’t reciting psalms but they can recite my entire songs
I’m different, I think outside the norm
That’s just the sh*t that I am on, throw the bag is what my eye is on
Homie, you’re talking to me like you got a wire on
Give my younging the signal, you’re getting fired on
I heard you was trying to search for me
I heard you dropped the bag off to have your shooters come and lurk for me
Pillow talking to b*tches, my plan worked perfectly
She alerted me, the shooters you paid work for me
See how all that sh*t worked for me
My n*ggas got a 3-50 and they still will leave you murked for me
And I ain’t hard to find, I’m on May Block
You’re riding through, K’s pop certainly
[Hook]
I heard them n*ggas looking for me
But I ain’t hard to find, my n*gga, I’m outside
Yeah I know you n*ggas looking for me
Big 40 on my side, the drama, I don’t mind, look, n*gga
If you want it, you can get it how you want it, pus*y n*gga
I ain’t running from you n*ggas, I swear, yeah
If you want it, you can get it how you want it, pus*y n*gga
Big gun up on me, b*tch, I’m right here, yeah