Sasha Go Hard - Buck With Me lyrics

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Sasha Go Hard - Buck With Me lyrics

(Verse 1) If it ain’t about the money, what the f**k can we discuss? Yeah that’s your wifey, you love her, low key that hoe is a buster If it ain’t about the money, what the f**k can we discuss? Yeah that’s your wifey, you love her, low key that hoe is a buster What the f**k can we discuss? What the f**k can we discuss? What the f**k can we discuss? What the f**k, what the f**k can we discuss? If it ain’t about the money, what the f**k can we discuss? Yeah that’s your wifey, you love her, low key that hoe is a buster (Verse 2) I think it’s time that I heat up Bi**h I’m colder than winter Give me some head, I’m a sprinter I want them 100s so print up I want them 100s like been up You was a rookie, I been up Wanna come play for the winners k** these rap bi**hes, I’m finna I think it’s time that I show ’em Take a ni**a like I’m towing Give him back cause he is boring Ain’t got no deal but I’m touring Who the f**k said I was weak? Where you see me while I speak? Your baby mama, she weak Cause bi**hes not hotter than me What the f**k wrong with these ni**as? I cannot f**k with these ni**as Inside the mirror, the realest Don’t give a f**k bout your feelings Low key these bi**hes so silly now Shout out to the people who with me now High up ni**a, come and get me now Ni**as ain’t s**t, girl he with me now (Verse 3) I think it’s time that I end it I’m not no hero, get money and spend it My name always in bi**hes mouth like the dentist We cannot do business until I am finished And until I am lying, put dirt on my name Man man always been on the money, no fame So f**k who not rhyming, I spill him myself Murder every bi**h until no one left You ain’t talking money, then I’m done I don’t see you bi**hes, gat’s on blah Thirsty, broke ni**as in my cap I can’t already, you out the handle Worried bout my money, how I’m getting that Talk that bi**hes up in the lac No you ain’t in for the fame No you can’t rock with the game, no we trying (Verse 4) If they think I can’t do it, they should think twice Play these bi**h with…I’mma make em bleed twice If they think I can’t do it, they should think twice Play these bi**h with…I’mma make em bleed twice (Verse 5) I don’t know why they surprised Most of you ni**as sell last None of you bi**hes ain’t real That s**t that you got in the bill I give no f**k how you feel I want a cheque for a mil Might take a trip to the Hills Put on some Nikes, no heels (Chorus) Give no f**k, who the f**k wanna buck with me? Give no f**k, who the f**k wanna buck with me? Give no f**k, who the f**k wanna buck with me? Wanna wanna buck with me, wanna wanna buck with me Give no f**k, who the f**k wanna buck with me? Give no f**k, who the f**k wanna buck with me? Give no f**k, who the f**k wanna buck with me? Wanna wanna buck with me, wanna wanna buck with me (Verse 6) I don’t give a f**k who don’t rock with me No cause I’m living, no stopping me Rappers are lame, no you ain’t dropping heat Tell me why bi**hes so mad at me When I’m around, they don’t make a sound Sent em the deposit, I’m out of town Tell my lil bi**hes go pick it up Shawty a beast, now he lick it up I am a s**t but I get it up All of that money is thick as f**k I want some more, ain’t good enough Sorry but you cannot hang with us Tell me what he is gang enough If you suspicious, can’t hang with us Grinding with me, that’s the gang in us If you suspicious, can’t hang with us

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