Rae Sremmurd, Future - Buckets lyrics

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

[Rae Sremmurd, Future - Buckets lyrics]

Yeah, uh, Uncle Jxm (Maserati)
Uh, Sremm born with it
When you come from the bottom
Then you gon' spend it ear Drummers

Fuck it, ball (Ayy)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (Wasn't born with it)
Fuck it, I'm ballin
Fuck it (Ayy) , I'm ballin' (Skrrt)
Fuck it, ball fuck it, I'm ballin'
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (Ayy) fuck it

I just woke up this mornin'
On that bullshit, where the fuck am I goin'?
Gotta get some money
I ain't even got one cent
How the fuck the nigga finna go
And get a lunch meal?
All that's on my mind is I
Gotta get a dollar, dollar, dollar
(Get it) hit up my partner Mike
We gotta get some guala (Mike with it)
Everywhere we go, man, we fuckin' shit up
(Skrrt) passed her two cups
Told her mix that shit up

Fuck it (Sremm life) , ball (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (Wasn't born with it)
Fuck it, I'm ballin (yeah)
Fuck it (Ayy) , I'm ballin' fuck it

I just get lost in these mothafuckin' drugs
(yeah)
I might just get lost inside of this drug
(Ah)
Don't let me get lost inside of this cup
(yeah)
Don't let me get lost inside of this cup
(Slim Jxmmi)

Candy paint and some vogues
On these ho niggas
Bitch, don't come for me if I ain't
Send you, I ain't no ho, nigga
They done got back in their feelings
They some old niggas
They put up 28s on a Chevy
And it got drip on it
Got a little bit of Promethazine in that cup
I'm 'bout to sip on it
I turned a U turn on Moreland
Got that lift on it (Skrrt, skrrt)
See back in 2003 when they wasn't hip to me
I was sellin' them breakdowns
Tell the truth I was tryna live through it
They keep a liquor store on every damn corner
They hop up out the paddy wagon, run up on us
They tryna search us every day
We ain't got nothin' on us
I drink that lean every day
Like it's a Corona

Fuck it, ball (Ayy)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (Wasn't born with it)
Fuck it, I'm ballin
Fuck it (Ayy) , I'm ballin' (Skrrt)
Fuck it, ball fuck it, I'm ballin'
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (Ayy) fuck it

Cut down the net, Swae Lee put them points up
(Buckets) put them tens up
(yeah) , both hands, I slam dunk (Woo)
What's in my cup, that's wonderful stuff
(Juice) nah, these ain't drugs
(Huh?) , but even if they was
I'd be focused on the prize
(Focused) , Trey ball every time (Yo)
Flex like exercise
(Hey) , shot clock, never mind that
'Cause we pull it at the perfect time
(We pull it) ball like Porziņģis
And your foot was on the line (You blew it)
Couple hundred, I'll sign (Sign)

Buckets, ballin' buckets (Woo) , I'm ballin'
Couple thousand, I'm ballin' (Woo)
In front of millions, I'm ballin'
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Fuck it (Sremm life) , ball (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (Wasn't born with it)
Fuck it, I'm ballin (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' fuck it, ball (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (Ah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (yeah)
Fuck it, I'm ballin' (Slim Jxmmi) fuck it

Post up, post up, post up
Blow up, roll up, roll up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up hol' up
Post up, post up, post up
Post up, post up, post up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Post up, post up, hol' up, post up, hol' up
Post up hol' up, hol' up, post up
Wasn't born with it
Post up, post up, post up

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