[Intro: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Nobody know you n***as
Nobody know your n***a
They know who the biggest is
They know who them n***as is

[Chorus: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Dog a bitch, I don't think I'm wrong (How?)
Just face, you can keep that on (Yeah)
Ten minutes, can't meet that long (Yeah)
Lotta hundreds, my pockets strong (Oh)
We make n***as watch they tone (Yeah)
He just made her block my phone
Takin' hoes, magic, gone
If it ain't Ricks, it's probably Chrome
Ring it up, don't try it on
My bitch bad, body honed
Your n***a a rapper, nobody know him (Yeah)

[Verse 1: BlueBucksClan DJ]
All my, all my bitches tell me you a fuckin' liar (You a fuckin' liar)
Big truck, I'm in here smokin' like a firefighter (Firefighter)
Big loaf, I'm breakin' hundreds just to buy a lighter (Buy a lighter)
Bitch bad, I nevеr post her, I be tryna hide hеr (Tryna hide her)
New 'fit, what the fuck I look like tryna iron? (Tryna iron)
Doze off on a model bitch, poured down, I'm tired
[Verse 2: Jeeezy]
Hundred thou', yeah, that make sense, tell 'em send the wire (Send that wire)
Walk in fresher than a bitch like that shit required (Yeah, I'm fly)
I ain't hoppin' on your song if I don't feel inspired (Naw, I'm cool)
Keep on sayin' she that bitch, you singin' to the choir
Keep, keep it real, I don't feel like lyin' (Yeah)
Yeah, I cheat, but I be buyin' (Nah)
Yeah, your bitch with me, we bondin'
In the field like Landon Collins (Landon Collins)
Glasses cost a thou', they Prada (Prada)
Ran it up like Jaylen Waddle
She stalk all the hoes I follow (Damn)
Any bitch that post a baby bump gotta get unfollowed (Yeah, unfollowed)
N***as is lyin', sayin' they came with us, alright, buy some bottles (N***as lyin')
Know I'm finna leave up out this club with somebody daughter (Yeah, I am)
I be so confused when n***as post all the shit they borrowed (What the fuck?)

[Chorus: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Dog a bitch, I don't think I'm wrong (How?)
Just face, you can keep that on (Yeah)
Ten minutes, can't meet that long (Yeah)
Lotta hundreds, my pockets strong (Oh)
We make n***as watch they tone (Yeah)
He just made her block my phone
Takin' hoes, magic, gone
If it ain't Ricks, it's probably Chrome
Ring it up, don't try it on
My bitch bad, body honed
Your n***a a rapper, nobody know him (Yeah)
[Outro]
Ooh, I like the BlueBucksClan
Them Eastside n***as, they be somethin' different
And Eastside n***as really stepped they game up, you know what I'm sayin'?
Eastside n***as be fly, them n***as used to just
Ayy, at first, in the '80s, Eastside n***as looked like they was gon' rob you
In 2020, the Eastside n***as, they don't look like they gon' rob you, but they still gon' rob you