BlueBucksClan — Mother’s Day

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All these ‘fits, I don’t know how I’m gon’ come today (How I’m gon’ come)
No more Gushers, so I’m smokin’ 41 today (Smokin’ 41)
Designer rainboots on a sunny day (Rainboots)
Fuckin’ niggas’ baby mamas all on Mothers Day (Mothers Day)

Damn, ain’t no more juice, I’m gettin’ drunk today (Gettin’ drunk today)
Gettin’ tired of all these hoes, you can’t come today (Hell nah)
Tyson Fury, diamonds hittin’, I’m a heavyweight (On my mama)
Had to help your bitch out ’cause her rent was late (Rent was late)
Weak bitches in my presence, I can’t concentrate (I can’t concentrate)

Lame niggas in my section, I can’t tolerate (I can’t do it)
Eatin’ lobsters with my mama, I don’t got a date (With my mama)

Told my mama we ain’t goin’ back to Section 8 (Hell nah)
Pull up to your mama crib since niggas wanna play
Pull up to your bitch house, I get the biggest plate (Biggest plate)
Wasn’t fuckin’ with us, now they tryna join sides (Niggas weird)

Runnin’ shit like John Ross at the combine (John Ross)
Fly nigga, I see shit from a birds-eye (Fly nigga)
I ain’t got no license, in the foreign when I turn by (I ain’t got no license)
We on lockdown, still at Saks, yeah, the curbside (Still a fly nigga)

All the best niggas on my team, yeah, roll Tide (Alabama)
Gettin’ top to my destination for the whole ride (Goddamn)
I just started rappin’, I been killin’ shit the whole time (Niggas weak)
Reggie Wright, I’m all about them Benjamins

BucksClan army, we so militant (We so militant)
All designer, all these kicks, I got plenty ‘fits (I got hella shit)
Load the dice game up, bet I hit any six (Bet

She ain’t tryna suck no dick, what kind of shit is this? (Type of shit is this?)
Got a real Yompton bitch, she know Roddy Ricch (Know Roddy Ricch)
Alexanders on my feet, I got karate kicks
Told the label nigga to his face, «Naw, I ain’t signin’ this» (I’m cool)