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DJ Scheme

Buck 50 (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

 

Buck 50 (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(album: FAMILY - 2020)


[Juice WRLD:]
(Ayy, Scheme, you killed it)
Yeah

I'ma keep it a buck fifty (Uh), you can't fuck with me (Uh-uh)
Try to run on me (What?), we gon' bust semi's (Grrah, Grrah)
In the trap house, water whipping (Uh)
I'm fucking on a thot, in her kidneys (Uh)
Nigga, this my city (Uh-huh, my city)
Come and take a ride with me, oh-oh-oh (Ride with me)

Skrrt, swerve or something
Hop off on your ass and go earn some
Getting to the bag on a daily basis
Hit Saks Fifth, I'ma burn some
I don't go shopping without my gun (Yeah)
.30 on me, why I take codeine with the blunt (Blunt)
.40 on me, why I sip codeine and smoke Runtz (Sticks), uh
Living my life on the money hunt

Hating on me, but they wanna be just like me, I know
Jealousy is one of the ugliest things to show, oh
Popping A-215s, the only thing that numbs
Yeah, yeah, hit the plug, now I'm tryna get her some
These drugs got me stuck inside a prison
They put me in the groove, help me find my rhythm
I take drugs and tote my pistol
FN hanging out Balenciaga denim
Pockets got Death Race for Love money in 'em
We set up shops, catch an opp then we skin 'em
Then mail his head to his motherfucking children
My goal is billions, I'm up millions
Superstar, not a civilian
Me and Ben Frank got cool, we chilling
I ain't mean to say chilling, bitch, I'm billing
At least I ain't drug dealing
Hit the mall and I spend me a lottery ticket
I don't kick it with groupies, with my bitch, I'm bicking it
Me and her get so high, we can't feel ligaments
Still fucking off of the Perkies, we intimate
Leave Earth, we ain't coming back, nigga

I'ma keep it a buck fifty (Uh), you can't fuck with me (Uh-uh)
Try to run on me (Yeah, what?), we gon' bust semi's (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
In the trap house, water whipping (Uh, yeah)
I'm fucking on a thot, in her kidneys (Uh, yeah)
Nigga, this my city (Uh-huh, my city)
Come and take a ride with me, oh-oh-oh (Ride with me)

Skrrt, swerve or something
Hop off your ass and go earn some (Uh)
Getting to the bag on a daily basis (Uh)
Hit Saks Fifth, I'ma burn some (Uh)
I don't go shopping without my gun (Uh)
.30 on me, why I take codeine with the blunt (Uh)
.40 on me, why I sip codeine and smoke Runtz (Uh), uh
Living my life on the money hunt

Uh, smoking these Runtz
Hitting your bitch from the back and the front, uh, uh
Popping these Percs, I might just go berserk and fuck on a bitch all night long
I got thots inside my house, one way in and one way out
Put my dick up in they mouth, tryna feel what they talking 'bout
I'm at Coachella, double R on the truck, feel like Birdman, I'm a Young Stunna (Yeah)
Not a pedestrian, I shoot a movie like cameras, Gunner and Gunna (Oh yeah)
Bitch, I'm a superstar, I may pull up in a supercar fucking yo' mama
Drive the Hellcat like a NASCAR
Screaming out, "Slatt," with my gun drawn
Opps coming from everywhere, Call of Duty how they spawn
But I got killers everywhere, bullshit is what they're on
It's three strikes in this game of life, but I ain't worried, I'm Barry Bonds
Knock it out the park, Barry (I feel like Rick James)
Or maybe Rick and Morty 'cause my life is insane

I'ma keep it a buck fifty (Uh), you can't fuck with me (Uh-uh)
Try to run on me (Yeah, what?), we gon' bust semi's (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
In the trap house, water whipping (Uh)
I'm fucking on a thot, in her kidneys (Uh)
Nigga, this my city (Uh-huh, my city)
Come and take a ride with me, oh-oh-oh (Ride with me)

Skrrt, swerve or something
Hop off your ass and go earn some (Uh)
Getting to the bag on a daily basis (Uh)
Hit Saks Fifth, I'ma burn some (Uh)
I don't go shopping without my gun (Uh)
.30 on me, why I take codeine with the blunt (Uh)
.40 on me, why I sip codeine and smoke Runtz (Uh), uh
Living my life on the money hunt

[Robb Bank$:]
(Carlton)
(Eighteen)
(Nuri the G.O.A.T)

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