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]