This is a song about "Buck"

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Not gonna pass the buck 'cause it's not cannabis

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

I spit dope lyrics, then people think i'm buck at the top,

Just how i wasted yo momma last nite for one little buck

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too

Wolf gang, triple six crew

But you know what

It's how i make the buck,

You know i need a buck thats my fuckin problem

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Trying to get a buck everyday of my life.

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

What the fuck oh its a buck.

A twenty somethin cup