Westside Gunn - Bubba Chuck lyrics

Brr ayo, ayo, ayo
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Ayo, every other second
Fiends knocking at the door (Ah)
All you heard was Valentino
Screeching on the floor (Ah)
Hanging out the 458 with the 44 (Skr)
Seen Flee up the block
The nigga hollered, "Lord, lord"
(Lord, lord) banana clip out the MAC-10
My niggas score more (Brr, brr, brr)
Floor seats, watching LeBron
I left the fourth quarter (Ah)
Johnny Dang neck, I spent a quarter on water
(Ah)
Balenciaga bucket, meet the black Tom Sawyer
Uh
Ten minutes before lockdown, grab the goya
(Ah) kick you fucking gook, I’m upstairs
Fucking Toya (Ah)
Poured up the middle
Bubba Chuck for the Hoyas (Swish)
Blew his head off
Crack a safe for the lawyer
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Fendi for the boots
The high point with the booler (Mmh)
Making Salaat
Got twenty shooters next Jumu'ah (Brr, brr)
Next shot, Joe Dumars
(Boom, boom, boom, boom boom)
Ayo, from the 3, all net, Isaiah Thomas
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) fashion Week
Me and Kim Jones with the chopper
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Dice game, Saint Lauren down
Put out the whopper (Ah)
Who you be? Walking on water
I be the opulent (I be Opulent)
Left wrist, right wrist
I better lock this shit (Whip)

Too much chase, I threw the roofs up
(My roofs up) ferrari with the roof up (Skr)
You niggas talk too much
(Talk too fucking much)
A hundred bricks, got it flewed up
(yeah, it flewed up)
Too much chase, I threw the roofs up
(My roofs up) ferrari with the roof up (Skr)
You niggas talk too much
(Talk too fucking much)
A hundred bricks, got it flewed up
(Got it flewed up)