Buff Squad [Prod. By $UIJIN]
Dirty hoe, close range
Dirty hoe, close range
Dirty hoe, close range
Dirty hoe, close range
***** money, that gangsta ho
Stalkin' with da yalk, on this low
Good, dirty hoe, close range
[Hook]
***** money, that gangsta ho
Stalkin' with da yalk, on this low
Good, dirty hoe, close range
***** money, that gangsta
***** money, that gangsta ho
Stalkin' with da yalk, on this low
[Verse 1: Ramirez]
Bouta run up on him with the hellfire
***** ************* wanna trust me with gang signs
Floats in the middle of the ocean and I leave a body croak
And this **** got me choking on the blood I be soaking
Lost in the block of my city I'm closing my eyes
And I take a deep breath then i jump of the bridge
There's no going back the weights on my shoulders and the pain on my chest and the devil exists
When i play the blade I'm haunting your kids and then you beg you for your life and now you worship the grey
You ******* with piss thats locked in a cage
That’s looking for flesh in murderous ways
Creep out the dungeon, I hop out the bush
Dragging your body inside of the woods
Murderers drug dealers inside my hood
Run ************, be the ***** like you would
[Verse 2: Pouya]
Now your wrist on my neck
Six digits on the check underground, better give me my respect
2012 I was swerving at the curb getting buck
Meanwhile the skeleton grabbing all of my nuts
I raised me, ain't nobody made me, they love what I'm saying, they love what I'm doing
Give me one more year and I turn into an OG
Know me from the old me, ***** you owe me I let you get
[Verse 3: Shakewell]
I’m always feeling on my products I'm frequent in this spot
You speakin' you ain't never been in any situation, reaching for your Glock
But I know it's fake and all these b*****s sucking
I ain't got no patience for a dumb ass hoe
Who ain't giving face, and if you got a problem
We can catch a fade boy
I been getting faded xannies in my system, I've been elevated
[Verse 4: Germ]
Damn I hate this *****, damn I hate this life
Always on the hype for hunnids', you better be duckin'
I’m comin', I’m sluggin' some tossin' sluts into buses
***** I’m bringin' the ruckus
**** is he sayin' I slayin', we ain’t contemplating insanity
This s**t is not meant for me, ridin' wit my enemies
Hatin' me sitting silent in my vicinity
***** I’m a dog, ***** I’m off the leash
Murder mixed with major profits ***** cool it stop it
I got a rocket i’ll boot you to NASA
Astronaut status super future with the blammer
Hammer time damn I handle mine
Buckin' butt ugly nuts suckin big musty nuts
**** every moment livin' once
Ride it or not you can ride my one