[Lyric] Bucket. (Redek)

[Intro]
Bucket got some crabs in it
They ain’t know the half of it
Bout to cop a fat ticket
Seat with some ass in it
Don’t make a bad percentage
Don’t make a bad decision
Round me imma bash his head in
Keeping imma bout to get him
Oh ya you hate to see it
Can’t take away the bleeding
Can’t take away the beating
Crabs they all for the eating
And I see it every season
Blanket statements getting cheaper
Necks I can see em squeezing
Tell me where the fuck to leavе it

[Hook]
Keep it on the low
Another hand
Minute man taking my soul
And I ain’t еven know
So don’t focus on it
My nose keep running
And I roast this blunt
Don’t get you nose bit on it
Ya
Keep it on the low
Another hand
Minute man taking my soul
And I ain’t even know
So don’t focus on it
My nose keep running
And I roast this blunt
Don’t get you nose bit on it
Ya
[Verse]
Cause I look overboard
And you look not so sure
He Acting sweet don’t trust him anyway
Riding on the interstate
Imma put him in his place
Shoot from back and thru his face
We gone get a newer day
I ain’t wanna wait

Mama I know this sounds
Weird but I’m ditching town
When I come back around
Promise I’ll paint my nails
Promise they’ll hate me still
Promise I’ll pay my bills
Promise I’ll die kill and live for em
Roll my zip
I be getting head on wild horse back
Siri is depressed
You’ve been hanging with the snails
Paint the stain
Then inhale
Wish you well
Put my money that he fail
Ya
Can you reach the knife?
Cut the stinger off the scorpion
Running for his life
And I’m stacking up these canker sores
Wander what they take me for
I ain’t fucking waiting for it
Like a drug dog that addicted to cocaine
Ears perk up each time I say it
And they looking at me crazy
[Hook]
Keep it on the low
Another hand
Minute man taking my soul
And I ain’t even know
So don’t focus on it
My nose keep running
And I roast this blunt
Don’t get you nose bit on it
Ya
Keep it on the low
Another hand
Minute man taking my soul
And I ain’t even know
So don’t focus on it
My nose keep running
And I roast this blunt
Don’t get you nose bit on it
Ya

[Bridge]
Bucket got some crabs
They ain’t know the half
Bout to cop a phat
Ugh
Ticket with some ass
Don’t make a bad
Percentage or a bad
Decision Imma bash
His head in
Keeping imma bout to get him on the dash
And you you hate to see it
But the bleeding looking bad
So put him in the bag
In the bucket with the crabs
Every season It gets cheaper
Squeezing in the back
Look around for where they at
[Outro]
I put the man in the front
I put the man on his knees
I tell the man smile for the camera
None of this shit coming cheap
Ugh
Imma put it through his skull
Kids at school already know
I ain’t know what the fuck you talking don’t be talking bout
My folks
I put that man in the trunk
I put the man in the front
I catch that man looking dumb
I leave that man at the dump
I put the man on his knees
Imma take that nice ring
This shit has a nice ring
My shit gotta right squeeze