Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Buff Squad , by - Ramirez. Release date: 16.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Buff Squad |
| Dirty hoe, close range |
| Dirty hoe, close range |
| Dirty hoe, close range |
| Dirty hoe, close range |
| Pussy money, that gangsta ho |
| Stalkin' with da yalk, on this low |
| Good, dirty hoe, close range |
| Pussy money, that gangsta ho |
| Stalkin' with da yalk, on this low |
| Good, dirty hoe, close range |
| Pussy money, that gangsta |
| Pussy money, that gangsta ho |
| Stalkin' with da yalk, on this low |
| Bouta run up on him with the hellfire (boom, boom) |
| Pussy motherfuckers wanna trust me with gang signs |
| Floats in the middle of the ocean and I leave a body croak |
| And this weed got me choking on the blood I be soaking |
| Lost in the block of my city I’m closing my eyes |
| And I take a deep breath then I jump off the bridge |
| There’s no going back the weights on my shoulders |
| And the pain on my chest and the devil exists |
| When I play the blade you fall to your knees and you beg for your life now you |
| worship the grey |
| You fucking with piss that’s locked in a cage |
| That’s looking for flesh in murderous ways |
| Creep out the dungeon, I hop out the bush |
| Dragging your body inside of the woods |
| Murderers drug dealers inside my hood |
| Run motherfucker, be the pussy like you would |
| Yuh Yuh |
| IRS on my neck |
| Six digits on the check |
| Underground, better give me my respect |
| 2012 I was swerving at the curb getting buck |
| Meanwhile, these skeleton rappers all on my nuts |
| I raised me, ain’t nobody made me, they love what I’m saying, they love what |
| I’m doing |
| Give me one more year and I turn into an OG |
| Know me, from the old me, bitch you owe me I let you get on me |
| I’m always feeling on my products I’m frequent in this spot |
| You speakin' you ain’t never been in any situation, reaching for your Glock |
| But I know it’s fake and all these bitches sucking |
| I ain’t got no patience for a dumb ass hoe |
| Who ain’t giving face, and if you got a problem |
| We can catch a fade boy |
| I been getting faded xannies in my system, I’ve been elevated |
| Damn I hate this bitch, damn I hate this life |
| Always on the hype for hunnids', you better be duckin' |
| I’m comin', I’m sluggin' some tossin' sluts into buses |
| Bitch, I’m bringin' the ruckus |
| Fuck is he sayin' I slayin', we ain’t contemplating insanity |
| This shit is not meant for me, ridin' wit my enemies |
| Hatin' me, sitting silent in my vicinity |
| Bitch, I’m a dog, bitch I’m off the leash |
| Murder mixed with major profits bitch cool it stop it |
| I got a rocket, I’ll boot you to NASA |
| Astronaut Status, Super Future with the blammer |
| Hammer time damn I handle mine |
| Buckin' butt ugly nuts suckin big musty nuts |
| Fuck every moment livin' once |
| Ride it or not you can ride my one |