FRITOGANG - BUCKET LIST Lyrics

Still on some other shit, tint on another whip
Fresh I could never quit, watch who fucking
Watch who you fucking with
Still with another bitch, room for another bitch
Never been a bitch nigga real on my bucket list
Still on some other shit, tint on another whip
Fresh I could never quit, watch who fucking
Watch who you fucking with
Still with another bitch, room for another bitch
Never been a bitch nigga real on my bucket list

Your bitch wanna leave with the gang
Tryna fuck for the clout, tryna come up off the name
Everything come in twos and her friends do the same
She could bounce right back, she could never be my main
Told her like woah bitch, slow bitch hit your from the go, bitch
You be on the movements and hoping we ain't notice
Always tryna slide with your friends when we posted
I just need my money up so thick that i can't fold it
Gang who i'm fucking with, same fuck another clique
Tryna cop a brand new crib and another bitch
Hit for the fuck of it, slid with another chick
Imma pass the bitch right back like the blunt is lit
Dame at the buzzer shit, pressure, never fumble it
Tryna cop a brand new whip and a couple zips
Came up another lick, price had to double it
Gang till the death hoe, fuck who you coming with

Still on some other shit, tint on another whip
Fresh I could never quit, watch who fucking
Watch who you fucking with
Still with another bitch, room for another bitch
Never been a bitch nigga real on my bucket list
Still on some other shit, tint on another whip
Fresh I could never quit, watch who fucking
Watch who you fucking with
Still with another bitch, room for another bitch
Never been a bitch nigga real on my bucket list

I'm really going through my cars, I crash em all
And if she gon talk too much can't get involved
I'm still missing all my calls
I take calls while rolling with my migos like Takeoff
And bitches getting close to me to take pictures
Why niggas hate on me? I don't get it
I do my own thang, I'm that nigga
Y'all need to worry bout yourself and your image
But really can't blame the kid
Name getting so big, you can't frame the shit
And i don't even gotta talk they just play my shit
And we still yo baby mama favorite
New whip got tint on eight percent
Still need to upgrade to a space ship
Can't quit, won't stop, still making shit
Only after capital like banging shift

Still on some other shit, tint on another whip
Fresh I could never quit, watch who fucking
Watch who you fucking with
Still with another bitch, room for another bitch
Never been a bitch nigga real on my bucket list
Still on some other shit, tint on another whip
Fresh I could never quit, watch who fucking
Watch who you fucking with
Still with another bitch, room for another bitch
Never been a bitch nigga real on my bucket list

Before i punt or kick a bucket need a flooded wrist
I need my brothers up and running, need my mother crib renovated
Dinner plates that fill a stomach quick
Though hunger been fueling my drive, like a hummer
Been running though gas, stash dry cause i'm puffing piff
Spread sheets say we putting numbers up again
My number buzzing, baby say she wanna sex me
And others muttering, "you wanna see a check?
Need a good enough diploma" hold up, nah, wait a sec
Think i prolly won't need it where i'm speeding
And especially if you know the team and the title of the set
We the group who got SA T'd, so don't test me
Or press me, cuffing? you can't harass or arrest me
Just tryna see you throw it back, know you sexy
So where we at? wanna crash? bring your friends please
You know the raps, know the half, know the rest, we