GG Buckets

[Intro]
Burr, brr, uh-ah-ah
What? Want smoke in here, nigga?
Fuckin' with that
Brr
Nah my nigga, we off that, we off that
What? Diamond
[Verse 1]
The whip fast as NASCAR, you might see me in a Corvette
Camouflage bucket like a Vietnam war vet
Invest fifty racks, we tryna trade stock n' Forex
Caught a nigga slippin', grab the mop, now the floor wet (Brr)
Door
Dash, we bring the beef straight to his doorstep (Hello?)
I ain't slept in weeks, I'm in the gym hittin' more reps
My flesh made of Goretex, I'm famous like Dex was
Told Jonah Hex ['cuz??], rock and roll, sex, drugs
Mob with Ty Farris, skip the la, hit the best clubs
Never had squarеs in my circle, nigga just thugs (Never)
Fivе-hundred for the handmade Gucci Ghost rug (Uhuh)
Lookin' like the old Gucci Mane with the gold slugs (Burr!)
Miss me with the silly shit, he don't penny pinch (Pinch!)
It's thirty in this rocket like he Kenny Smith (Brr)
You got the goods, I'm the socket, now he really lit
Can talk about The Plugs I Met too on some Benny shit
Lime green Balenciagas, glowin' while he Henny sip (Uhuh)
Still lightin' trees up like it's December 25th
Shades by Valentino (check), game like Dan Marino (Check)
In San Bernardino feelin' saucy as sofrito
Sip Italian coffee at the bistro flip the table, pull out the piece slow;
You have a fuckin' heat stroke unique flow
Call me Papa John, yo, I keep dough , Dior monsieur
Pump shotty inside the peacoat (Boom!)
You up there with the MAC, nah nigga, I don't think so (I don't think so)
Forty dollars for a double shot; you better drink slow (Ahh)
She ask me what I'm into, money that's my kink ho' (Yup)
See I'm getting paper, now they copying like Kinko's (Woo!)


[Chrous]
Fuck it, two tears in the Gucci bucket (Gucci bucket)
Big Umbrella shit, Big Ghost production
We don't open up for niggas, yo, we close the function (Func'!)
It's a thousand for a verse, so it's no discussion
Fuck it, two tears in the Gucci bucket (Gucci bucket)
Big Umbrella shit, Big Ghost production
We don't open up for niggas, yo, we close the function
It's a thousand for a verse, so it's no discussion
[Verse 2]
I move with dope-busters, who never scared like Bone Crusher
The chrome touch ya, let it burn, I'm no Usher
EMS rush ya, shells that collapse your bone structure
With the pen I'm precise as acupuncture (Nice)
Seven digit checks lookin' like a phone number (Hello?)
I'm always at the beach, I let it stack the whole summer (I did)
Green '95 Air Max, the dope runners
700 Wave, I got them shits in four colors
We don't pay for pussy, or fuck with whore mongers
I got a hunger for more, the rap Jeffery Dahmer with bodies under the floor (Ha!)
I unplug the mic and strangle you with the cord, entanglements with the law
Gold medals on my neck, Kurt Angle, Raw as War (True)
Rap money long as train smoke all aboard
In a Ford 350, knockin' Mightier Than a Sword
The whole world shut the fuck up when I record
Big Ghost on the boards, I'm hittin' like Mickey Ward
Extort the feelin' ya'll was doin' trap songs and drillin'
I had twenty G's and vintage tees packed to the ceilin'
That's when I used to sell clothes, but now I rap for a livin'
My whole camp independent, who brought a strap in the buildin'?
Bullets flyin' over your head like clever rap nigga lyrics
Heads boppin' so hard, your neck cramp when you hear it (Diamond)
We let this Ghost in the shell capture your spirit (It's The Umbrella, bitch)


[Chrous]
Fuck it, two tears in the Gucci bucket (In the Gucci bucket)
Big Umbrella shit, Big Ghost production (Aha)
We don't open up for niggas, yo, we close the function (Func'!)
It's a thousand for a verse, so it's no discussion
Fuck it, two tears in the Gucci bucket (Gucci bucket)
Big Umbrella shit, Big Ghost production (Huh?)
We don't open up for niggas, yo, we close the function (Func'!)
It's a thousand for a verse, so it's no discussion