Corrección Letra Buck 50 (Demo) par DJ Scheme

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Carlton
Eighteen
Keep it a buck fifty, uh (Yeah)

Skrrt, swerve or somethin'
Hop off on your a** and go earn some
Gettin' 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
Livin' my life on the money hunt

Hatin' on me, but they wanna be just like me, I know
Jеalousy is one of the ugliest things to show, oh
Poppin' A-215s, thе 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 hangin' 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 motherf**kin' children
My goal is billions, I'm up millions
Superstar, not a civilian
Me and Ben Frank got cool, we chillin'
I ain't mean to say chillin', b*t*h, I'm billin'
At least I ain't drug dealin'
Hit the mall and I spend me a lottery ticket
I don't kick it with groupies, with my b*t*h, I'm bickin' it
Me and her get so high, we can't feel ligaments
Still f**kin' off of the Perkies, we intimate
Leave Earth, we ain't comin' back, n***a
I'ma keep it a buck fifty (Uh), you can't f**k with me (Uh-uh)
Try to run on me (What?), we gon' bust semi's (Grrah, Grrah)
In the trap house, water whippin' (Uh)
I'm f**kin' on a thot, in her kidneys (Uh)
N***a, this my city (Uh-huh, my city)
Come and take a ride with me, oh-oh-oh (Ride with me)

I'ma keep it a buck fifty (Uh), you can't f**k with me (Uh-uh)
Try to run on me (What?), we gon' bust semi's (Grrah, Grrah)
In the trap house, water whippin' (Uh)
I'm f**kin' on a thot, in her kidneys (Uh)
N***a, this my city (Uh-huh, my city)
Come and take a ride with me, oh-oh-oh (Ride with me)
Skrrt, swerve or somethin'
Hop off on your a** and go earn some
Gettin' 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
Livin' my life on the money hunt

Uh, smokin' these Runtz
Hitting your b*t*h from the back and the front, uh, uh
Poppin' these Percs, I might just go berserk and f**k on a b*t*h all night long
I got thots inside my house, one way in and one way out
Put my d**k 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)
B*t*h, I'm a superstar, I may pull up in a supercar f**kin' yo' mama
Drive the Hellcat like a NASCAR
Screamin' out, "Slatt," with my gun drawn
Opps comin' from everywhere, Call of Duty how they spawn
But I got killers everywhere, bullsh*t 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 f**k with me (Uh-uh)
Try to run on me (Yeah, what?), we gon' bust semi's (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
In the trap house, water whippin' (Uh)
I'm f**kin' on a thot, in her kidneys (Uh)
N***a, this my city (Uh-huh, my city)
Come and take a ride with me, oh-oh-oh (Ride with me)

Skrrt, swerve or somethin'
Hop off your a** and go earn some (Uh)
Gettin' 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
Livin' my life on the money hunt

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