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sey buckz - this year lyrics

[intro: wizkid, sey buckz]
(lowkeymali, what’s the word?)
grah, grah, boom
it’s bucky (it’s bucky)
like 9 to the (9 to the, like what)
like 9 to the 8, tmo dark side 69th baby, grah

[verse 1: sey buckz, atm biscotti]
shorty all on my d+ck, but you know i can’t cuff her
she want me to hit, had to thrown on a rubber
yeah, she fanned out, she want me to love her
better go line the opps or go home to your mother
ima player, word to bro, i ain’t tricking
addicted to money, they know that we get it
put the beam on a g, not a, put the beam on a g, now a dumb n+gga trippin
catch a shot for jacking he the 6
you and huncho two deep, and y’all both ain’t on sh+t
and lil bobby keep dissing, but never took trips
n+gga got no scenes, who thе f+ck did you hit, like
and mo bando steady running rick
he got bеat with his pops, word to bro, n+gga snitched
oh, they thought i would bluff with the g?
throw a shot, now he running from me
why he ducking? like this ain’t no hide and go seek
free sandy, brodie done glitched every scene
if we treat you like booker, going for the three
n+ggas stay getting tagged, but keep dissing my team
like rd put himself in a dream
i see red when i’m bending 16 (grah, grah)
like i’m trying to walk something down in the street (tmz, tmz)
if he talk on db, he get put in a splee (like)

[verse 2: atm biscotti]
n+ggas yelling they next, that’s why i gotta show em how we get
gotta pay with their [?] like i came to collect
n+ggas speaking on bro, they ain’t coming correct
can’t forget about flashy, ain’t keep him a vest
like atm, we is not like the rest
blowing on n+ggas, the f+ck is a ref?
and they tucking them hits, but i rather say less
bending the 6, who the f+ck on that ave?
rapping on beats, n+gga, check on the stat sheet
i’m trying to fl!ck, but i think he too fast
come and play ball cause i don’t do the
come and play ball cause i don’t do the rap beef
totin on ashley, i’m in the backseat
hang out the roof, i’ma do em like
hang out the roof, i’ma do em like maxy

[verse 3: sey buckz, atm biscotti]
like i’m tryna spin and i don’t need a reason
why them n+ggas be dissing, like my n+ggas creeping
like renny, what did you do on my [?], had you wheezing
og bugging, was tryna decease him
word to bro, n+ggas gotta get back
dou, jimmy, maxy, tagged
rd put himself in a pack
and miyagi couldn’t run, got blitzed with the strap
talking on doula, i’m handing out seven
this they year, i been tryna tell em
who that in the street, up at you and your best friend
that’s bando, told bucky to get em
opp thots, we the ones making them wetter
9 block, we them n+ggas getting cheddar
cars, money, who do it better?
like stop all the dissing and get it together

- sey buckz lyrics

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