Get Buck

By Pouya

On Baby Bone

Released on June 1, 2013

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[Verse]

Ready to pop, drop top, fuck cops

And I'm never gon' stop, cough drop in my mouth

'Cause I'm sick with the shit that I spit out the lip

Rip-n-dip with the click, the whole team gotta hit

Real quick; talk shit, get hit, man, the clock gon' tick

So I gotta get rich, we all gonna die (Yuh)

These haters gon' test me but all of them pie (Yuh)

I know you want it, why you actin' shy?

This one's for the homies that really do know me

You claimin' you hard, well, then show me

It's double-S, bitch, and we murkin' this shit (Yuh)

We workin' for certain, she jerkin' the dick (Yuh)

Spread the booty hole and put the fingers in the clit

Real shit, take it out, she gon' lick that shit

Then spit on the dick, exit then she clean that shit

With her own damn lips, now picture that shit (Yuh)

Damn, I am the man

Blueprint shit, yeah, I got the plan

Local rap can't take over the land

So I figured it's time to get bigger, for the cheese I'm a fiend

Know what I mean, I'm on the scene with the team

Lil' Pou, what it do? Like a fat ho, I don't fuck with you (Nah)

You my dawg then I take out the you (Yeah)

Yo, my homies will always come through

Better duck when they buck, press your luck

Ain't nobody give a fuck, in my city every man for themselves

So I stay to myself for the wealth

Lowkey, I'm on stealth mode, feelin' like silhouettes in the dark, ho (Yuh)

You can see but you really don't know

What's inside, take flight on a bitch

She was talkin' too much, gotta ride (Yeah), get wet like the tide (Yeah)

Don't be a lil' pussy, don't hide when I slide right by

With the guys, stay fly up over the sky

You a liar if you say that I ain't goin' in

Put your sword against my pen, bet I win

Smart Stunnas up in this shit, don't trip

Hit a lick for the liq' for the bitch

She sip on the drink to the point she can't think (Yuh)

Brainless, famous for the head she giving

No paying, hear what I'm sayin'

Lil' Pouya, I'm layin' these rappers straight down

Don't fuck with me never, don't fuck with me now

You a clown, wear the lipstick, got you on the hit list

All around the world, I got bitches

And you know this Double-S, focused

On the guwop like Gucci, I'm posted

With my dawgs like Vick, caught the pic on your bitch

Pogo shit when she jump on the stick equipped with the clip

Amd I don't kiss lips unless they pussy

Fuck these haters they ain't really talking to me

Can't see 'em or hear 'em, Helen Keller

I will never let a hater put me down no never ever let 'em (No)

Get the pussy wetter and it's leaking like a faucet (Yuh)

Sell the ho to get the profit

Stuff the money in my pocket

Tell the ho to get walking, I'm young so I gotta stay flossin', bossin'

All these rappers mocking my style

So, I flip the bird and walk it out

Doin' my thing, what you talking 'bout?

Stay in your place like a parking spot

Don't get out of line

Homies notorious committing crimes

Like Johnny Layton, I stay on my grind

Bitch, you is basic so get out my life (Yuh)

I'm a young motherfucker so I pull up to the scene (Yuh)

Girls love my style 'cause they said it was mean (Yuh)

Something like Lysol, the flow is so clean (Yuh)

Takin' it back to the city, Miami is where I be (Yuh)

1994 style, ho

Stickin' and trickin' a bitch, drop a load down in her throat

Bet making her wet she need a mothafuckin' raincoat

Baby Bone Pouya, sit down, take a toast

'Cause the kid don't slack, my pack got my back

So don't try me you know where to find me, no more acting kindly

It's time to go in for the win, if I got to, I'll sin

You haters is trash, where is the bin?

Hear them boys talking shit, so I hit up the juice, mane (Yeah)

Hit a lick for the drug slang

White bitch like cocaine

You can keep your pants on, I'ma slide through the G-string

Well, I'm just dippin', ain't got time for women

Ballin' Scottie Pippen, I'm born to get with it, no trippin'

I'm slippin' the Vans on my feet

Just feelin' like a million bucks

Give it up for the kid with a plan

You know that I roll with a team on-demand

I know you know that I'm the man (Yuh)

And fuck rap, I wanna see the cash

Start with a play for today to get paid

Like the first of the month, don't be lazy, this shit gettin' crazy

I hate being copied, your raps ain't original (Yuh)

Straight up, no subliminal

Nobody hearing you (No), they sleepin' on me

So, I wake they ass up with the lyrical (Bitch)

I'm a motherfuckin' G, don't you see?

I done told you, don't sleep on me, ho