FLVME, Zoocci Coke Dope, Nasty C - Buddy lyrics

[FLVME, Zoocci Coke Dope, Nasty C - Buddy lyrics]

Ayy back up 'fore you get
Pushed the fuck back buddy
You ain't my colleague this is not that buddy
Dipped up out my city but I run that buddy
They ain't even seen me when I snuck back
Movin' like "Fuck that"
Hoodie, Shades, Trucker hat
Tell no one I landed cause they
Gon' be on my nut sack
Couple niggas had a big ego
But we shrunk that
Couple bitches called them self a snack
I'm like "What snack?"

Pull up to the hood and I
Got racks up in my pocket
You pull up in my hood
And this your chain? And you be tucking
She wanna kick it like karate, dick swinging
Nunchucking mickey Dizzy with the sauce
See I'm drippin' now she love it
Young nigga from the east
Side y'all already know
I ain't playing this time
Coming for the throne
Took a L and bounced back
Lil bitch I'm in my zone
Watch 'em all hate now that I
Got Cizzle on a song, huh
Fucking up the bank yeah!
Told the dealer "Put me on some grams yeah"
Spend it all and make it back again
And I'm fucking up the game yeah!
You and I can never be the same
Solid nigga, get the fuck up out my way yeah!
(yeah) ayy back up 'fore you get
Pushed the fuck back buddy
You ain't my colleague this is not that buddy
Dipped up out my city but I run that buddy
They ain't even seen me when I snuck back
Movin' like "Fuck that"
Hoodie, Shades, Trucker hat
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Tell no one I landed cause they
Gon' be on my nut sack (O oh)
Couple niggas had a big ego
But we shrunk that
Couple bitches called them self a snack
(yeah, yeah yeah) i'm like "What snack?"

Most you niggas way too sloppy
You are not my buddy
Always tryna flex nigga that's not money
How you plotting on me? That's not cunnin'
Make her pull up first before
Me then I'm cummin'
Don't you ever test me I study
I'm retarded on the beat I'm dumbing
On some shit you won't believe
You wanna try? You'll get bloody
When you pray for rain you better know
It's gets muddy in the dirt
So good I don't rehearse
Been at it for a long time
I prolly seen the worst
My shit sound like a prophecy
I never wrote a verse
They tell me I'm the GOAT I
Said "I know, I know, i heard"
I don't need to floss, cause
I'm the big boss, dawg
Competing with the labels yeah
We rip 'em off, dawg
Cappin' on the G you know you Microsoft
Pause
My mind is the brightest but I'm going off
Dawg! Ayy back up 'fore you get
Pushed the fuck back buddy
You ain't my colleague this is not that buddy
Dipped up out my city but I run that buddy
They ain't even seen me when I snuck back
Movin' like "Fuck that"
Hoodie, Shades, Trucker hat
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Tell no one I landed cause they
Gon' be on my nut sack (O oh)
Couple niggas had a big ego
But we shrunk that
Couple bitches called them self a snack
(yeah, yeah yeah) i'm like "What snack?"

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