Album Cover Bucket Hat Low (feat. Papoose)

Bucket Hat Low (feat. Papoose)

Russ

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Papoose, Papoose

My verses laced with FentanylBe dead in a second if you ingest it pure

Heard they like yoga, that′s good 'cause I′ma stretch 'em all

Edgin' the next contestant, my presence possess profession

Professin′ the resurrection, was lead to the effervescence

The pressure compress your chest

And you better respect the legends

Get wet up, protect your melon

You fled when the lead was spreadin′

You bled through your red intestines

You dead when your head is swellin'

I slept with the weapon

The Smith & Wesson rest in my dresser drawer

He so skinny, he could do push-ups under the exit door

You could see the bones in his face, he look like Skeletor

Cold nights movin′ that snow white, no seven dwarfs

Ask Ron Artest, I keep the peace like Metta World

Heard you was a straight As student, that's a clever score

But you gon′ get a D minus every time that we test your jaw

"Hi, I'm your demise", I′m sorry, we never met before

If your project was the projects, I'll throw you up the seventh floor

Deepest teacher like Queen Latifah, I'm quick to set it off

No Schwarzenegger, I am Schwarzenigger, I am the Predator

Shorty sent him a heart emoji, now he gassed up

Don′t let that heart go to your head, Drake haircut

Detectives against gangstas, we got drama

The Ds and the Gs, Dolce and Gabbana

I′m always on your mind, what's up with you, partner?

I′m livin' in your head rent-free, I′m a squatter

I feel like the greatest, as I should though

The Bentley got massage seats, I'm riding ′round in Brookstone

Baby gave me good dome, I opened the roof, uh

We don't duck fades, especially when we open the Goose

Smoked with Snoop and went to Neptune, life is beautiful

You made it when unusual becomes the new usual

Since I was a juvenile, I knew that I'd be hot, boy

They love me out in London, dawg, I′m headed to the top, boy

Bought a lot of alt coins, I′ve been gettin' rich though

Couple homies Blood but I invested in some crypto

Rolled and I slid blows, caught a meme, got off of the ropes

The best rapper under thirty and it′s not even close

My first single, told the world, "Y'all ain′t foolin' me"

And y′all still not, they brainwashed how you viewin' me

Smear campaigns got me stressed, I need five blunts

Y'all got offended, but dawg, I ain′t lied once

They want me in compliance, silence their worst fear′s defiance

Independent thinkers follow me for the guidance

You never been fly once, you cannot advise Russ

I gave myself a raise, I need a billi' like Cyrus

Broaden your horizons, faith, what you fightin′ it for?

Trust your purpose, have the courage to lose sight of the shore

I got this wrapped up, get your raps ups

As you as you whacked up, you gonna get Pap'ed up

Your lady get snatched up