Dee Watkins - Gucci Bucket Hat lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, ha (Ha) Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Uh Young Foss, you trippin' on them mother fu*kers Ayy, uh [Verse 1] I just hit a lick in a Gucci bucket hat (Go) Runnin' from the police in the Hellcat, caught a flat (Uh) b*tch keep callin' my phone like, "Where you at?" I'll call you back Got two-hundred on the dash, baby I can't go out like that (No way) I'm a real ni**a, don't associate with rats (No, no) Told my ni**a get from 'round me, jit you trippin' smokin' jacks Told let him light up that zaza, he said, "Where the lighter at?"(Where the lighter at?) This that real gas, ni**a, thought I laced that sh*t with crack (Crack) [Chorus] Let me switch my flow (Yeah) Lil' bro get that dough (Yeah) Shot that lil' ni**a right in his sh*t, soon as he lick that pole (Yeah) .40 had his ass dancin', ni**a start hittin' the Woah (Yеah) My lil' ni**a rich as fu*k and still'll kick yo' door [Verse 2] Pull up in that all black sh*t, five percent tint 12 gеt behind me in this b*tch, I hop out, jumped the fence I don't give a fu*k 'bout consequence, I would never snitch Tell him come and show me evidence, I ain't scared of sh*t (Ayy) I'm that ni**a that they plot on, on God I'm that ni**a who is seventeen with that Rolex watch on (Tuh) ni**a make the news and diss the dead, that's how he got on Uh, designer Glocks, do it Henny style, I got my watch on (Uh, cap) [Chorus] Let me switch my flow (Yeah) Lil' bro get that dough (Yeah) Shot that lil' ni**a right in his sh*t, soon as he lick that pole (Yeah) .40 had his ass dancin', ni**a start hittin' the Woah (Yeah) My lil' ni**a rich as fu*k and still'll kick yo' door