Bucket Low (Fuck It Tho)

[Hook]
I got my bucket low like fuck it tho
(Fuck it tho)

[Verse 1]
Ain't got respect for no cop
Ain't got respect for no bitch
I'm on a money making mission runnin that till I'm rich
I ain't referring to Doritos but I'm bagging them chips
I got a bitch from Puerto Rico and she rolls up my spliffs
I be like fuck it tho, I wish a nigga would
New York City born and raised but overseas I'm feeling good
Mix that hash with a little bit a weed
Mix the lean now I'm living in a dream
Crazy nigga like Charlie Sheen
Hat so low I can't see these, please
Haters these bitches, these goofy ass niggas
They say that they with ya but they out to get ya
These bitches I get take off like a missle
I use em, I blow em, throw out like a Tissue (You gone)
She wanted it all, but I gave her a little
She wanted my balls, but I gave her my pickle
Ain't talkin no story ain't givin no riddle
Just spread it wide open and jump in the middle
I'm tasting her pussy, that's my little skittle
My City go hard, never gone change I was raised in the middle (Harlem) My City go hard, never gone change I was raised in the middle

[Hook]