Uppin' the fire imma die with respect if that boy got a vest imma aim for his neck
That bitch do anything just for a check so i'm dropping her off so that bitch couldn't flex
Call your block in and out, that's how you dyin' at Call my lil shooter while I'm sippin' a wine glass
Bitch on my dick while I'm f*ckin' reclinin' She ain't pull up though, she had to sign in
Shawty pick up, it's been too many nights
Chips and croissant,that's a bad bitch delight
Lightskin, curly hair, yeah yo bitch wanna bite
Yo girl wanna f*ck cause the words i recite
Chill with my niggas, I'm high as a kite
Ice on my neck and it really shine bright
Talkin' bout hoes like he ain't with a dyke
That nigga a bitch, but he still wanna fight
F*ckin' exotic hoes, need a latex broke ass nigga shoppin' at a payless
Said she wanna from the back then say less why you wanna honda, it don't make sense
Makin' her pass the knock up call her ice spice
Don't mean to brag but my bitch lookin real nice
Fully loaded whip, just to turn up the price, switched up her lens call it Zeiss (okay o-)
Uppin' the fire imma die with respect if that boy got a vest imma aim for his neck
That bitch do anything just for a check so i'm dropping her off so that bitch couldn't flex
Call your block in and out, that's how you dyin' at Call my lil shooter while I'm sippin' a wine glass
Bitch on my dick while I'm f*ckin' reclinin' She ain't pull up though, she had to sign in
Uh, uh
Like f*ck no baby,
Blood on the casings, the round chasin daily
My hip hit the lean, got the shots movin crazy
Drop off a opp, call em dicey, sight hazy
F*ck temu chains, all that shit is fugazi
Yuh, yuh
F*ck on yo baby,
I'm taking yo bitch, got her ass soundin brazy
I'm offa crenshaw, like tucker i'm racin
Dont f*ck with the duo, its hell you'll be raisin'
Hell you'll be raisin'
Hell you'll be raisin' like uh uh
Hell you'll be raisin'
Uppin' the fire imma die with respect if that boy got a vest imma aim for his neck
That bitch do anything just for a check so i'm dropping her off so that bitch couldn't flex
Call your block in and out, that's how you dyin' at Call my lil shooter while I'm sippin' a wine glass
Bitch on my dick while I'm f*ckin' reclinin' She ain't pull up though, she had to sign in
Buddy Rodger$ Video (MV)
Performed By: MannyDarkzz & Nisu
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Dominic Brown, Nisu Mullen
MannyDarkzz & Nisu - Buddy Rodger$ Lyrics
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English
Uppin' the fire imma die with respect if that boy got a vest imma aim for his neck
That bitch do anything just for a check so i'm dropping her off so that bitch couldn't flex
Call your block in and out, that's how you dyin' at Call my lil shooter while I'm sippin' a wine glass
Bitch on my dick while I'm f*ckin' reclinin' She ain't pull up though, she had to sign in
Shawty pick up, it's been too many nights
Chips and croissant,that's a bad bitch delight
Lightskin, curly hair, yeah yo bitch wanna bite
Yo girl wanna f*ck cause the words i recite
Chill with my niggas, I'm high as a kite
Ice on my neck and it really shine bright
Talkin' bout hoes like he ain't with a dyke
That nigga a bitch, but he still wanna fight
F*ckin' exotic hoes, need a latex broke ass nigga shoppin' at a payless
Said she wanna from the back then say less why you wanna honda, it don't make sense
Makin' her pass the knock up call her ice spice
Don't mean to brag but my bitch lookin real nice
Fully loaded whip, just to turn up the price, switched up her lens call it Zeiss (okay o-)
Uppin' the fire imma die with respect if that boy got a vest imma aim for his neck
That bitch do anything just for a check so i'm dropping her off so that bitch couldn't flex
Call your block in and out, that's how you dyin' at Call my lil shooter while I'm sippin' a wine glass
Bitch on my dick while I'm f*ckin' reclinin' She ain't pull up though, she had to sign in
Uh, uh
Like f*ck no baby,
Blood on the casings, the round chasin daily
My hip hit the lean, got the shots movin crazy
Drop off a opp, call em dicey, sight hazy
F*ck temu chains, all that shit is fugazi
Yuh, yuh
F*ck on yo baby,
I'm taking yo bitch, got her ass soundin brazy
I'm offa crenshaw, like tucker i'm racin
Dont f*ck with the duo, its hell you'll be raisin'
Hell you'll be raisin'
Hell you'll be raisin' like uh uh
Hell you'll be raisin'
Uppin' the fire imma die with respect if that boy got a vest imma aim for his neck
That bitch do anything just for a check so i'm dropping her off so that bitch couldn't flex
Call your block in and out, that's how you dyin' at Call my lil shooter while I'm sippin' a wine glass
Bitch on my dick while I'm f*ckin' reclinin' She ain't pull up though, she had to sign in
That bitch do anything just for a check so i'm dropping her off so that bitch couldn't flex
Call your block in and out, that's how you dyin' at Call my lil shooter while I'm sippin' a wine glass
Bitch on my dick while I'm f*ckin' reclinin' She ain't pull up though, she had to sign in
Shawty pick up, it's been too many nights
Chips and croissant,that's a bad bitch delight
Lightskin, curly hair, yeah yo bitch wanna bite
Yo girl wanna f*ck cause the words i recite
Chill with my niggas, I'm high as a kite
Ice on my neck and it really shine bright
Talkin' bout hoes like he ain't with a dyke
That nigga a bitch, but he still wanna fight
F*ckin' exotic hoes, need a latex broke ass nigga shoppin' at a payless
Said she wanna from the back then say less why you wanna honda, it don't make sense
Makin' her pass the knock up call her ice spice
Don't mean to brag but my bitch lookin real nice
Fully loaded whip, just to turn up the price, switched up her lens call it Zeiss (okay o-)
Uppin' the fire imma die with respect if that boy got a vest imma aim for his neck
That bitch do anything just for a check so i'm dropping her off so that bitch couldn't flex
Call your block in and out, that's how you dyin' at Call my lil shooter while I'm sippin' a wine glass
Bitch on my dick while I'm f*ckin' reclinin' She ain't pull up though, she had to sign in
Uh, uh
Like f*ck no baby,
Blood on the casings, the round chasin daily
My hip hit the lean, got the shots movin crazy
Drop off a opp, call em dicey, sight hazy
F*ck temu chains, all that shit is fugazi
Yuh, yuh
F*ck on yo baby,
I'm taking yo bitch, got her ass soundin brazy
I'm offa crenshaw, like tucker i'm racin
Dont f*ck with the duo, its hell you'll be raisin'
Hell you'll be raisin'
Hell you'll be raisin' like uh uh
Hell you'll be raisin'
Uppin' the fire imma die with respect if that boy got a vest imma aim for his neck
That bitch do anything just for a check so i'm dropping her off so that bitch couldn't flex
Call your block in and out, that's how you dyin' at Call my lil shooter while I'm sippin' a wine glass
Bitch on my dick while I'm f*ckin' reclinin' She ain't pull up though, she had to sign in
Writer: Dominic Brown, Nisu Mullen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid