BlueBucksClan - Love It Here lyrics

All this money, all this weed, yeah
I love it here (yeah, I love it,  Ten11)
Reach up in my pants, it's a dub in here 
(It's a dub) quarantine with twelve hoes
It's a club in here (Twelve bitches)
Get a chef, we on lockdown
We finna grub in here (Get a chef)
Big stars on my ceiling
Ain't no sun in here (Big Rolls)
Hoes know the Clan in this bitch
They gon' run in here (yeah)
Police fuckin' with us
Sayin' it gotta be a gun in here
(Gotta be a gun in here) fly nigga
I might fuck around and jump in here
(Fuckin' jump)
Thousand dollar shoes on just
To run some errands (I'll be right back)
In the booth drinkin' juice, yeah
I'm numb in here (yeah, I'm numb)

Curtains in the Cullinan
Ain't no sun in here (Ain't no sun)
We got weed, we got pills, we got mud in here
(yeah, we got it)
We got anything you need, yeah
It's drugs in here (Everything)
She don't never wanna leave, yeah
She love it here (yeah, she love it here)
Let me in with my double cup, yeah
We runnin' here (yeah, we runnin' here)
Bitches on me
Always askin' where the Percs at
(Where the Percs at?)
Yeah, I'm finna text her back
"Where your throat at?"
(Where your throat at?)
I might take her to the
Mountains where the snow at (Snow at)
Got her vibin' in this bitch like I'm Kodak
(Feel like Kodak) bucksClan, we them niggas
But y'all know that
(yeah, y'all know that)
Think she tryna kill a nigga
Where my soul at? (Goddamn)
Tryna put this shit in sport
Where the mode at? (Where the mode at?)
Couple bands in the club, finna throw that
(Throw that)

Niggas whip in the lot, yeah, I drove that
(yeah, I drove)
Between two bad bitches where I dove at
(Where I dove)
Runnin' hoes, they can't stop me
I'm too elusive (Too elusive)
You ain't bad enough to top me
I'm too exclusive (You ain't bad enough)
Been fuckin' on them bad hoes
You niggas never could (yeah, I been)
I got bitches puttin' up with shit
They said they never would (That's on God)
I done found a new play, I got a better jugg
(Better jugg)
Make her put it in her name, yeah
Her credit good (Put it in her name)
Shootin' hundreds in the kitchen, yeah
The bettor good (Shootin' hundreds)
In this bitch with my niggas
But it's four Mexicans (Four Mexicans)
Rolls-Royces pullin' up, it ain't no Lexus
(Ain't no Lexus) no service in the hills
Can't get no message
(I don't got no service)

Showin' me her tongue ring
Now I'm interested (Now I'm interested)
In the field, bad hoes gettin' intercepted
(Intercepted) i be tellin' all these hoes
I got a poor connection (Poor connection)
Me and DJ talkin' shit to this Ten11 (Ten11)
Let her walk around the crib
Now she gettin' naked (She ready)
I'm the one with all the hoes, yeah
I'm big headed (yeah, I got 'em)
All my niggas hit they squabble
We ain't two-steppin' (Hell nah)
We was fuckin' for some hours
That's a good session (Good session)
I remember wakin' up on
Christmas wasn't no presents
(Ain't have shit)
Now I wake up gettin' top
It ain't no stressin' (Gettin' top)
Tell that bitch I wanna FaceTime
I don't do textin' (I don't do textin')
How I feel about my niggas
It ain't no question
(It ain't no question)