Buku Chips

By Fat Trel

On Gleesh

Released on April 1, 2014

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[Chorus]

First off, I do this shit

Y’all niggas ain’t never been through this shit

Thirty round clip, might hit, might miss

Pussy nigga I don’t give a fuck who you with

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips


[Verse 1]

Taking trips with different bitches, my life is exciting

My life is a movie, yours truly the writer

If I like, I probably wife, I probably fuck in one night

I’m with Fred and the [?], getting money from Schnider

Her pussy from China, her body melodic

I’m slicker than Rick, she desire my fire

I give her that pain, left lane in the rain

I see the police, we saying no names


[Chorus]

First off, I do this shit

Y’all niggas ain’t never been through this shit

Thirty round clip, might hit, might miss

Pussy nigga I don’t give a fuck who you with

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips


[Verse 2]

White bitches in my kitchen, cooking, cleaning the dishes

Left wrist whip whipping, mama thought I was pimping

She told me I’m special and I should work with the given

Your back lifting weak, hand it over, I’ll lift it

I’m talking working with the preacher, serving cocaine in the bleachers

Pussy and power, I’m a sucker for sneakers

My new bitch a geeker, I fuck her, I leave her

But I be back, a couple macs and on my lap is a diva, nigga


[Chorus]

First off, I do this shit

Y’all niggas ain’t never been through this shit

Thirty round clip, might hit, might miss

Pussy nigga I don’t give a fuck who you with

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips


[Verse 3]

I’m patient when I’m waiting, laying under your house

I been plotting for hours, feel like your trap should be ours

Trip with the powder, box out with the [?]

I drink my liquid with swishers, my niggas up in the towers

Ask me how I found her like a brick on the counter

If she rich Imma dick her, if she snitch Imma out her

Give no fuck, I roll the dice, I probably hike up the price

Let your white bitch count it, call me back if you like it, nigga


[Chorus]

First off, I do this shit

Y’all niggas ain’t never been through this shit

Thirty round clip, might hit, might miss

Pussy nigga I don’t give a fuck who you with

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips

White bitch count my buku chips