6ix9ine - BUDDY

A-A-Ayo, Model, that shit fire though

We ready to go

Hop out the Mase', we pop at the block

Yeah, pop at the block

Making it pop Yeah, I'm Ayy

Ayy, ayy, woah, do it and roll

Ayy, ayy, ayy, I'm in the zone

Ayy, ayy, ayy, my diamond at you

Ayy, ayy, ayy, might make [?]

Frr, oh, I did it again (I did it again)

(Oh, oh) I'm in that Benz

(Oh, oh) We pop at your man

(Oh, oh) I'm throwin' a sin

Ayy, pop at your man, pop at your butt

Pop out the cut, I'm havin' it on you

Haters stick for real, hey, you big for real (Shit)

I told him to steal for real, thinkin' I'm feelin' it


I like my bitches like I like my purse, yeah

All that shit bustin', I cop her a purse (Oh, yeah)

Hit from the back, I be biting my shirt (Goddamn)

She say she wanna stay the night, all night (Phew)

Know a nigga got a whole lot of bitches shit

Chain swinging on me, got a whole lot of chicken shit (Yeah)

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of wrists

Plain Jane, Rolex (Yeah), it's a whole damn check

Swear they can't fuck with me, like I'm celibate

I got skin in the game, I can celebrate

And this shit hit the fan, I can celebrate

All I hang with is demons and menaces

I got niggas, who shoot for me, shawty (For shawty)

All that shit out the roof for me, shawty (For sure)

It go "Doo-doo-doo-doo" 'bout me, shawty (Brr)

Don't play with my body, don't play with my body