HALFTIME

By LilBuckss

Released on April 13, 2020

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[Intro: Lil Buckss]

(Man, fuck Andrew)

(Bobby Brown bitch)

Mhm, mhm, mhm mhm mhm

Y'all know what the fuck we on, (yeah y’all know what the fuck we on nigga)

No cap nigga, I ain't gotta repeat myself nigga

Ya heard me, what I say though

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay


[Verse 1: Lil Buckss]

And I'm back on my act and I’m snapping

His mom can't see em' closed casket

We ain't passing the ball we jacking

He got fouled out the game he was wacking

Lil bro tryn' spin tryn' chase y'all, we bout to take off

Fuck the opps, man we hate y'all

Slide to the courts tryn’ play ball

We hit ya man up you already know we gon’ skate off

(Screams)

Bro put the mask on brodie gon' dump

This 40 got kickback, 50 shot drum

He got hit in his head and his top went numb

Then he got hit with the pump


[Verse 2: 1Mere]

We was in the Bando 10 deep, looking for a lick to the crack out a Benz Jeep, go

Nigga I’m a goat, I'll run like 10 feet, fucking this bitch where her friend sleep, go

We crash Johnny's and D's go, everything we do on that block be illegal, eww

The clip on the glizzy be see through, eww, spin a nigga block I’ll teach you, ewww

This bitch want bread and weed, this bitch wan fuck off the meds and things, eww

Say go then I rock wit it

I don't even wanna fuck if I don't get a little top wit it

Smoke opps hotbox wit it

We aim for the chest croptop wit it, uh


[Verse 3: OT7 Quanny]

(Uh, uh, uh uh)

Ya head, we knocking it off

We want blood, like sauce

I hope the next drill go right

We shoot shit up, fortnite

Hit his head, glocked up

I make a call they pop up

We put shells in his stomach, he knocked up

They put no pressure we shake through it

I got a Glock hit harder than Ray Lewis, bow

You want smoke, I heard you

Got more Off-White than Vergil

We only giving out facials, we leave that boy with one eye like plankton

We leave work wit 6 shots

I'm on my way to the tip top, I got two hoes in the bed doing lip locks

We take them out like the trash

We turn his name to gas, big zoo gang no bap step on that ass

We selling weed and fetty, we put his head on a platter, spaghetti


[Outro: OT7 Quanny]

We doing drills like they legal

I'm in the field like the eagles, I'm high ashit of 3 different people

Nigga want smoke come see you

Know I'm on point like a needle