RCB Bouba - Buck with me Lyrics

I be thumbing through the blues, don't got shit but paper cuts on me
How that's yo bitch when she look, she wanna f*ck on me
Dubs is my pocket change, I don't got no buck on me
Designer cost a whip, you would think I had a truck on me
And she know her main nigga can't f*ck with me
Is it the money or it's me keep it a buck with me
She eating dick while i'm riding up in traffic, got a slut with me
My Glock never at the crib, cause it's tucked with me, bitch
Bitch, I'm in a different bag
Pulled out my stash, got that bitch and her nigga mad
When them rainy days come, you gotta make it last
Foreign engineering fat shit 200 on the dash
Baby ask me what I'm doing, I been grinding hard as f*ck
Baby bro think I'm sweet, tell him come and try his luck
We got fat whips and big chops, we could send a nigga up
You broke as hell, you see a jack, you might as well go pick it up
I been getting back
Spenders got me tired as a bitch, I gotta take a nap
Leave the hoes alone, nigga, you broke, go and get a jack
Don't leave your bitch out of sight
Cause if she leave with me, then she getting smacked
I be thumbing through the blues, I don't got shit but paper cuts on me
How that's yo bitch when she look, she wanna f*ck on me
Dubs is my pocket change, I don't got no buck on me
Designer cost a whip, you would think I got a truck on me
And she know her main nigga can't f*ck with me
Is it the money or it's me keep it a buck with me
She eating dick while i'm riding up in traffic, got a slut with me
My Glock never at the crib, cause it's tucked with me, bitch