BlueBucksClan - Tip My Hat lyrics

[BlueBucksClan - Tip My Hat lyrics]

(Ayo, stop playin' with 'em, Mook
Drop that shit)

Head super cold, she outdid herself
(yeah, she did)
Like I'm gettin' out the car
She removed my belt (Removed my belt)
Get to splashin' with these metals
Like I'm Michael Phelps (Michael Phelps)
Tryna get out with this white bitch, nigga
Help (Nigga, help)
Candle wax on my shoes like they finna melt
(They Margiela)
Lot of lame niggas here, I removed myself
(yeah, I'm gone) twenty guns in this bitch
I got a tool myself (Myself)

Head super fire, I had to tip my hat
(Tip my hat) told her I ain't wanna fuck if
She ain't get no wax (Got no wax)
Tradin' bitches with the homies
Let me get her back (Let me get her)
Facin' 'Woods 'til I'm faded
I don't hit no Blacks (Ain't no Blacks)
Six-thousand dollar 'fit
This shit don't match (Shit don't match)
Told 'em bring the butter cake
I ain't full enough (I ain't full)
I just told a good bitch
She ain't good enough (You ain't shit)
Nigga say he hit my bitch, yeah
You couldn't've (yeah, you couldn't've)
You been rappin' all your
Life and you shouldn't've
(yeah, you shouldn't've)
Tax a nigga for a feature
Then I stood him up (Never did it)

I give credit where it's due, yeah
She did her stuff (yeah, you did it)
I be runnin' bitches fast
Like I'm Josh Huff (Real fast)
A lot of good ones at this party, nigga
Park up (yeah, good ones)
Hibachi truck, ran into her
She was starstruck (Starstruck)
Deuce in a twenty-ounce, poured a large cup
(Large cup)
Five dollars for my soda, it's a peach crush
(Peach crush)
I feel like these niggas weak, yeah
Kareem Rush (Fast)
Like some candy from a baby
She keep stealin' me (Keep stealin' me)

Head out this world, are you kiddin' me?
(Are you kiddin' me?)
Took a couple minutes, yeah
She got rid of me (She got rid of me)

I keep pourin' all this juice
It's replenishing (Feelin' good)
I been told 'em I'm that nigga
They wasn't hearin' me
(They didn't hear me)
You took everything I had, baby, literally
(Goddamn)
Fuckin' on his bitch, we got chemistry
(We got chemistry)

Told her get to it, I don't got no questions
(Get to it)
She done put it on me good, yeah
I learned my lesson (Learned my lesson)
Leave these other hoes on seen
I ain't get no message (I ain't get it)
I spent thirty on my wrist
I ain't get no necklace
(Thirty on my wrist)
I ain't doin' songs with niggas
You ain't get no sessions
(I ain't doin' it)
Always with a different bitch
I keep niggas guessin'
(This a different bitch)

How the fuck this lame-ass
Nigga in my section? (What the fuck?)
Forty thousand on my wrist, man
This shit impressive (Forty thousand)
You spent three hundred dollars
On that lil' necklace (Niggas broke)
Your bitch right I had to hit, man
I couldn't help it (yeah, I had to)
Just want top, don't want nothin' that
These niggas catchin'
(Don't want nothin')
My bitch bad, she got a Benz
But her name Alexis (Bad bitch)
Ask me how I know her friend
I just skip the question
Your bitch sent me a DM, yeah, she interested
(Interested)

Big foreign breakin' necks
At the intersection (Breakin' necks)
'Member eatin' once a day
We wasn't gettin' seconds
(Nigga, I was eatin' once)
Act like bitches out my league or
I ain't finna text 'em
(Bitches out my league)
Gettin' top while I drive and
I missed my exit (And I missed my exit)

Locked up, let alone can't feel my pelvis
(I can't lie)
Buttnaked at your bitch crib like I'm Melvin
(Like I'm Melvin)

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