KEEP IT A BUCK Lyrics

Buddies be cap like they worth bout a milli but really they worth a few bucks (Yeah)

Bitches so cap like they really so bad and they really be ugly as fuck (Uh)

People live lies, I got nothin' to hide, except for the blam when its tucked (Ah)

Look in my eyes cuz I'll die on my pride, I think I done ran outta luck (Yeah)

I make a whole scene just to make sure they feelin' me

Wayne on No Ceilings they'll ban me on all TV

Ways I'm reacting just made it all fall on me

Wake up next morning just hoping she callin' me

DND phone cuz I deal with the monsters

Most of em phony, they really impostors

Pickin' my brain, I think she a brain doctor

Open my third eye and unlock my chakra

Spiritual journey, I'm in my awakenin'

Damaged by fraudulence, fuckers be fake as shit

Tired of drama, I'm duckin the scandalist

So many problems, surprised that I handled it

Off the top rope, my name DODGIE 2 Hotty (Yeah)

They see me pop out and these boys wanna copy (Yeah)

I like my girls mean with a bad little body (Yeah)

And shout out my bro, I just do what he taught me

Call me young human cocaine

I'm 20, I'm white, and I bump

Nobody snatchin' my chain

Try and get hit with the pump

I know I've been hidin' my pain

Turn on a beat and I jump

Suppressing shit outta my brain

I gotta keep it a buck (Yeah)

Buddies be cap like they worth bout a milli but really they worth a few bucks (Yeah)

Bitches so cap like they really so bad and they really be ugly as fuck (Uh)

People live lies, I got nothin' to hide, except for the blam when its tucked (Ah)

Look in my eyes cuz I'll die on my pride, I think I done ran outta luck (Yeah)

I ran outta love and shot cupid and shit

Got a lot on my mind and I'm losin' that shit

So I get on these beats and say stupid ass shit

I go harder than fuck, they excludin' tha kid

Ready for takeoff, I'm comin' up quick

Check out my fit when I pose for the pics

Think he got mad cuz she love all my drip

Shit got me geekin', man life is a trip

Boy a ham sandwich but don't got the bread

He speakin' real slow and I think he a sped

Ha don't you get it? broke and brain dead

Young prima donna, I got a big head

These boys be rappin', don't got shit to say

They lookin like clowns at the Cirque du Soleil

Tell em slow down, hit the brakes (Woo)

I'm tired of all of the fake (Woo)

I can cop all this shit by the p (Woo)

Y'all barely coppin' an 8th (Ooh)

Again, I'm just sippin' my tea (Woo)

But that shit be hurtin' my brain

PUFFERS N P!TTYS

PUFFERS N P!TTYS

PUFFERS N P!TTYS

Now who fuckin' with me? (Yeah)