Buck Shots

[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
I ain't scared (uh)
Real n*ggas put the clip in and let it go (uh)
Real n*ggas wanna run real (uh)

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky + Kelvin Krash]
Real (buck shot)
Real n*ggas from the roll real (ends where they buck shot)
Real n*ggas from the M
Real n*ggas from the home (buck shot)
Homeboy you ain't know (ends where they buck shot)
Had a b*tch suckin' on a lollipop at the bus stop
Green Glock, red Glock (buck shot)
They ain't really ready for me when I— (buck shot)
They ain't really ready for me when I— (buck shot)
What the blood clot
n*ggas know not what n*gga want not, yeah
From the fort, Fort Knox, this ain't Fortnite
n*gga get your sh*t rocked, n*gga
Buck shots, uh, uh (buck shot)
And my pictures like a mugshot
And all my b*tches got butt shots

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti & A$AP Rocky]
Eh, buck shots, left this man dead in the damn lot
In the kitchen pourin' up the Wock (eh, yeah)
Pour it on the f*cking clock
Eh, yeah, buck shots, everybody in this b*tch got a mugshot
(Hold up, hold up)
Push up, now we on your block
b*tch, I'm off the bean and the damn Wock

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky & Playboi Carti]
Got a clip and it's full (buck shot)
Leave a motherf*cker in the (ends where they buck shot)
Man I was grown up since a young blood (buck shot)
Now I'm bussin' off shots (end where they buck shot)
Back in my younger days all I want was braids
All my mama want from me was grades (buck shot)
They ain't really ready for me when I— (buck shot)
One stop, get some drugs and a damn Glock
Hold up

[Verse 4: Smooky Mar
Gielaa]
Oh, got them bullets aimin' at your head top
AK-47 try to run up and we send shots (pew pew)
Walkin' with my chains out on a opp block
I'm with Drippy Drew, don't try run up, you get dropped off
Oh, yeah, off
Pull up flexin' with the top down
I'm with gang with some baddies on a yacht now, yeah
Bought a brand new Mulsanne, Gucci down now
n*gga, you ain't in my lane, you a clown now, yeah
Keep the semi tucked, n*gga, what you want now, yeah
Bought a brand new gun, it's gon' catch you up, yeah
Raf Simons on my feet, I stay feet up, yeah
Watch me pull up to the scene, n*gga T'd up, oh yeah

[Outro: Kelvin Krash]
Buck shot
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Ends with a buck shot