Start Somethin’ BlueBucksClan (Ft. Kalan.FrFr)

[Verse 1: DJ]
Everyday we lit, bitch, it's Christmas
Three grams in my wood, ain't no incense
We just walked out of Crazy Girls, paid like six bands
DJ from the Clan, when they ask "Damn, who is this?"
C's on my body for Dior, you can't get this
TwoFr, BucksClan got it poppin' like a kickflip
Big foreigns when we pull up, we ain't riding in no stickshift
Sport mode pullin' off, going fast though
If I crash then I die with a bad ho

[Verse 2: Jeeezy]
My bitch mad, she gon' cry in a Jag though
550s, i8s, we some assholes
And we pulling up with sticks, we got mad poles
I'll pull up AR in the Lambo
We'll pull up to your show, that shit cancelled
Get to poppin' in this bitch, Roman candles
Louie bag, but got G's on her sandles
Neezy ask how many P's I can handle

[Verse 3: Kalan.FrFr]
Aye, send a hundred, I move lows in a week and a half
Getting beasty in a Jag, with a freak and some cash
Paul Walker if I crash, I'ma die with a bag
Bad lil' bitch with a whole lotta ass
She a scholar with that head, took her right outta class
Getting jiggy with the safe, I gotta put on my mask
I'm getting twenty bands a show, that's a whole lotta tags