Tekst piosenki:
[Verse]
One, two, three, four
Hes a opp
She's a opp, he's a cop
Get the stick
Gripped if it pops off
Cold shivers
Cold dinners, shaking up
Door locked
Shaking at the bus stop
Eyes twitching
Chest pumping, it's written
Teeth glisten so nobody come talk to me
Pumping weight
Training for the death day
Numb finger with the trigger when they come play
[Chorus]
I'm going buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
I gotta cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut
Cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut
I'm going buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
I gotta run-run-run-run-run-run-run-run
Run-run-run-run-run-run-run-run
[Verse 2]
Find me
Chilling in the gym with my Timbs on feet and my hood up G
Fuck me up
Suckerpunch, cut me up
Throw my whole body in the black mud
All this freaky shit is in my head
And I gotta off it quick before they leave me fucking dead
Yеah, my mind is playing tricks and these peoplе ain't real
Think I need another fix for this nonstop wheel
[Chorus]
I'm going buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
I gotta cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut
Cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut
I'm going buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
I gotta run-run-run-run-run-run-run-run
Run-run-run-run-run-run-run-run
[Outro]
Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
I gotta cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut
Cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut-cut
I'm going buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
I gotta run-run-run-run-run-run-run-run
Run-run-run-run-run-run-run-run
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