Buck Shot Caps

You're gonna be a rapper wearing cowboy boots

From the mud where the thug's got boots and a strap
Slugs and the guns and the buckshot cap (aye)
From the mall, where the thug's got boots and a strap (boots and a strap)
Slugs and the guns and the buckshot cap (and the buckshot cap)
Rivals and choppers got all kind of gas (got all kind of gas)
Double up cups are shined in the glass

I rise so tough on a beat like that (tough)
From the sticks, but the shit really be like that
Get dope from the city and it bounce right back
We dirty, we filthy, we moving in packs (aye)

From the mud, where the thug's got boots and a strap (boots and a strap)
Slugs and the guns and the buckshot cap (buckshot cap)
Rivals and choppers got all kind of gas (got all kind of gas)
Double up cups are shined in the glass
I rise so tough on a beat like that (tough)
From the slicks where the shit really be like that
Get dope from the city and it bounce right back
From the sticks where them hicks throw buckshot caps

Let me slow it down for y'all I think it's too fast
I'm feeding the dash, my foot on the gas
I pushing full throttle and I'm on the bottom
My problem is I've just been living too fast
Look at my model, the one that I follow, the one that I know that'll last
I just need ass (yup), cash (okay), and grass (okay)
Anything less, I'll pass

Bet I came in here stepping, I'm keeping my whipping
And I ain't talking about the Glock
I'm talking about the lyrical stretch
I feel like Michael Fish and they hot 'cause they know I'm a pop
I smell like some grease and the skillet
They hate when they feel it but I won't turn the burners off
Yeah, I'ma show 'em I did it, I sure ain't gon' quit it
I told them it's us and we ball

We turning up, give a fuck about tomorrow
I'm just a flipper who came from the bottom
Still on the ground to the side, press driver
Close those, I think I should probably call the doctor
I'm bearing the sticks, I'm bearing the yonder
Told them they know and just write where to find us

We from the mud where the thugs got boots and strapss
Thugs and the guns and the buckshot cap
In a whip with the sack and the sit laid back
Eyes real low, rolled too much hash
I don't know how you'll react

When the pack touched down and the gas go blap!
Like damn, where'd the tool go at?
Pumps in the back, I'll pump out a cap
Like blam, here'd the beef go at?
Put my state on my back, I'm a Razorback, I'm a ham

From the mud where the thugs got boots and strapss (got boots and strapss)
Slugs and the guns and the buckshot cap (buckshot cap)
Rivals and choppers got all kind of gas (got all kind of gas)
Double up cups are shining in the glass
I rise so tough on a beat like that (tough)
From the slicks but the shit really be like that
Get dope from the city and it bounce right back
We dirty, we filthy, we moving in packs (aye)

From the mud, where the thug's got boots and a strap (boots and a strap)
Slugs and the guns and the buckshot cap (buckshot cap)
Rivals and choppers got all kind of gas (got all kind of gas)
Double up cups are shined in the glass
I rise so tough on a beat like that (tough)
From the slicks where the shit really be like that
Get dope from the city and it bounce right back
From the slicks where them hicks throw buckshot caps