TubbyWorld - Buckle Up Lyrics

Tubby world
Ay, bitch I'm totin on sticks, f*ck a knuckle up
I see you ridin', round wit no tint you better buckle up
Ain't gotta diss a suckas, see him out, niggas know what's up

I see him on a block, I go slide till the sun is up
Cristol end up dyin' in a whip, f*cked his brother up
His mama is a dumb little bitch, just to sum it up
And Chubbs had so much to say, now he shut it up

And all sip cheap cause that green f*cked my stomach up
Bitch, who tryna ball, if I cant shoot the shot
Nigga, then I'll pass it like I'm Paul
Yeah, nigga, CP3, if I can't catch him off guard

Then I'm hoppin' on no feet, I'm a big nigga
You can hear me stompin' when I creep, wide awake when I came
But I'll put this ass to sleep, I'ma kill all the suckas
That's what I sayin when I grieve

And I don't need to speak on it, I'm tryna slide, talkin' cheap
Say I just hopped in, Tezz ringing in these streets
I got beef up out of town, went to Miami with the heat
I was hoopin' yesterday, but today I grabbed my cleats

I be runnin' to the bag, my closest friends call me meech
They ain't never sent a hit, but speak on bro like shit sweet
Mr. Clap a nigga, up, i park is load he deceased
The pigs on my ass, I bang it out, it's them or me

They put money on his head, but I'ma do that shit for free
Takin' pictures on the block, it's boarded up, that shit weak
Let me bend through there and see a opp I'ma tweet
First nigga to press me, first nigga get delete

He said, where the suckas at? And that was the sucka last tweet
You ever bent a nigga block broad day
Tryna creep, you ever hit a opp bitch
And her pussy hella weak, but I see why he cuffed

Cause this lil' bitch a freak, tryna catch thay rap bitch
So I can stomp him in his teeth
I went live on the block, what yall wanna meet and greet
We can meet on the block, bitch, I'm out here tryna seek

Nd you bleed how I bleed, don't let me catch you in these streets
Head tapped at the legion, had his blood on the street
And his nephew a bitch, ain't did shit but tryna beef
You wanna see a magic trick? My Glock out here givin' wings

So you been in the streets, so why the f*ck you ain't got a ring
They put snacks where he die, and I ain't know that was a thing
Yop tryna get clappy, you ever heard a Glock sing
And yo' bitch treat you bad, but she treat me like a king

And I be tweakin' on the opps, if you see me, better leave
And every time I see a opp I get the bussin and f*ck a ski
Bitch, I'm throwin' those sticks, f*ck a knuckle up
I see you riding.round with no tint you better buckle up

Ain't gotta diss a suckas see him out, niggas know what's up
I see him on the block, I go slide till the sun is up
Cristol end up dyin' in the whip, f*ck this brother up
His mama is a dumb little bitch, just to sum it up

And Chubbs had so much to say, now he shut it up
And all ship cheap, cause that green f*ck my stomach up
You know what the f*ck goin' on, man, whole lotta block boy shit, man
Long live Tubbs, man, 2600, man, we run the city, man

Free CFoe free shooterRu
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