BlueBucksClan - Smith-Schuster lyrics
[BlueBucksClan - Smith-Schuster lyrics]
Model hoes blowin' up my telephone
(Model hoes)
Like how I sell, YSL cologne (YSL)
BucksClan, we them niggas, yeah
It's set in stone (Set in stone)
Free my niggas locked and I miss
My niggas dead and gone (Miss my niggas)
Amiri jeans saggin'
Louis V 'round my pelvic bone
('Round my pelvis) nigga, this Versace
Better watch what you steppin' on
(Watch what you steppin' on)
Hoppin' out a Tesla
I forgot I fuckin' left it on
(Damn, this shit still on)
I be quick to dog all these
Bitches y'all be stressin' on
(Dog all these bitches)
I be quick to flex on y'all niggas
Get my wrestle on
Yeah, big foreign whips, yeah
We all turnin' (Big foreign)
Big 'Woods, lot of gas, yeah
We all burnin' (Lot of gas)
I got Fendi eyes all on my fuckin' sternum
(Fendi eyes on me)
All these blues that I got
I had to fuckin' earn 'em
(All these blues, I had to earn 'em)
On Rodeo with my niggas
Finna make a purchase (Make a purchase)
In the club with some demons
They ain't even search us
(Demons, they ain't search us)
Niggas lyin', sayin' they ball
Niggas Kendrick Perkins (Niggas lyin')
I don't wanna do no song, nigga
We ain't workin'
(I don't wanna do no song)
Up lookin' for a bag when the roosters up
(Lookin' for a bag)
I keep scorin' on these niggas
Like I'm boosted up
(Scorin' on these niggas)
Stop braggin' 'bout these bitches that
I used to fuck (That I used to fuck)
Black and yellow Lam' truck, Smith-Schuster
Huh? (Smith-Schuster)
Huh, Smith-Schuster, huh?
(Smith-Schuster, huh?)
I just let her grab the D
Now she chewin' it (Now she chewin' it)
Couple bands for a verse or
I ain't doin' it (On my mama)
Heard you pillow talk to bitches
I ain't cool with it (Niggas weird)
When I take it out
She know what to do with it (yeah, she do)
Mike Alstott, diamonds hittin', yeah
I'm bruisin' it (I'm bruisin')
Ain't no 1738, '42 in it ('42 in it)
She gon' do whatever in this Benz, yeah
It's hella tint (yeah, she do)
My niggas need that pack in Muskegon
So I'm mailin' it (yeah, I'm mailin' it)
If they get my homies in that jam
Then we bailin' it (yeah, we bailin' it)
I be posted in the hood more than AutoZone
(More than AutoZone)
I got real nigga all in my chromosomes
(On my mama)
F&N with AK bullets, we gon' make it home
(We gon' make it home)
BucksClan, unlimited bars
That's in every song (Every song)
With a bad bitch in a Rolls, she from Babylon
(From Babylon)
Palm Angels drippin' on my bones
I got hella clothes (Got hella clothes)
Every time I fuck her
I be givin' her that Love Jones
(That Love Jones)
Told her when she walk up in this crib
It ain't no phones (Hell nah)
Paid a thousand dollars for
These jeans, bitch, they two-tone
(Two-tone)
I be ridin' 'round with real demons
I can't move wrong (Hell nah)
Nigga, we ain't goin' back and forth
This ain't ping-pong
Hit her from the back, I'm like
"How you keep them jeans on?" (The fuck?)
(Model hoes)
Like how I sell, YSL cologne (YSL)
BucksClan, we them niggas, yeah
It's set in stone (Set in stone)
Free my niggas locked and I miss
My niggas dead and gone (Miss my niggas)
Amiri jeans saggin'
Louis V 'round my pelvic bone
('Round my pelvis) nigga, this Versace
Better watch what you steppin' on
(Watch what you steppin' on)
Hoppin' out a Tesla
I forgot I fuckin' left it on
(Damn, this shit still on)
I be quick to dog all these
Bitches y'all be stressin' on
(Dog all these bitches)
I be quick to flex on y'all niggas
Get my wrestle on
Yeah, big foreign whips, yeah
We all turnin' (Big foreign)
Big 'Woods, lot of gas, yeah
We all burnin' (Lot of gas)
I got Fendi eyes all on my fuckin' sternum
(Fendi eyes on me)
All these blues that I got
I had to fuckin' earn 'em
(All these blues, I had to earn 'em)
On Rodeo with my niggas
Finna make a purchase (Make a purchase)
In the club with some demons
They ain't even search us
(Demons, they ain't search us)
Niggas lyin', sayin' they ball
Niggas Kendrick Perkins (Niggas lyin')
I don't wanna do no song, nigga
We ain't workin'
(I don't wanna do no song)
Up lookin' for a bag when the roosters up
(Lookin' for a bag)
I keep scorin' on these niggas
Like I'm boosted up
(Scorin' on these niggas)
Stop braggin' 'bout these bitches that
I used to fuck (That I used to fuck)
Black and yellow Lam' truck, Smith-Schuster
Huh? (Smith-Schuster)
Huh, Smith-Schuster, huh?
(Smith-Schuster, huh?)
I just let her grab the D
Now she chewin' it (Now she chewin' it)
Couple bands for a verse or
I ain't doin' it (On my mama)
Heard you pillow talk to bitches
I ain't cool with it (Niggas weird)
When I take it out
She know what to do with it (yeah, she do)
Mike Alstott, diamonds hittin', yeah
I'm bruisin' it (I'm bruisin')
Ain't no 1738, '42 in it ('42 in it)
She gon' do whatever in this Benz, yeah
It's hella tint (yeah, she do)
My niggas need that pack in Muskegon
So I'm mailin' it (yeah, I'm mailin' it)
If they get my homies in that jam
Then we bailin' it (yeah, we bailin' it)
I be posted in the hood more than AutoZone
(More than AutoZone)
I got real nigga all in my chromosomes
(On my mama)
F&N with AK bullets, we gon' make it home
(We gon' make it home)
BucksClan, unlimited bars
That's in every song (Every song)
With a bad bitch in a Rolls, she from Babylon
(From Babylon)
Palm Angels drippin' on my bones
I got hella clothes (Got hella clothes)
Every time I fuck her
I be givin' her that Love Jones
(That Love Jones)
Told her when she walk up in this crib
It ain't no phones (Hell nah)
Paid a thousand dollars for
These jeans, bitch, they two-tone
(Two-tone)
I be ridin' 'round with real demons
I can't move wrong (Hell nah)
Nigga, we ain't goin' back and forth
This ain't ping-pong
Hit her from the back, I'm like
"How you keep them jeans on?" (The fuck?)