’Lil Kubota – Kubota Buyout Lyrics

Kubota Buyout – ’Lil Kubota Lyrics

Tryta pull up with your crew in ‘lil W

You’ll get a proper greeting of Glocks an’ proper drug abuse

Yain’t no opper stoppers, I’ll drop ya with copper jackets

Stand over yer body cause I ain’t floppy while I jack it

Sit down boy, get down boy, y’know this ain’t a-town

No 2 chainz, no playboi, so get gone by sundown

I pull up, I pull out, I got clout and no doubt

That imma be on toppa the game— Kubota buyout

I know yer thinkin you can slide, buddy, bad idear

I done shot an’ killed the last feller I saw ride a Deere

Them ugly fuckin’ colors ain’t allowed, boy, not ‘round here

The fuck up out my face wit all that shit, it gon’ get severe

I’m rollin’… through the street (street)

While my tractor… go skeet (skeet)

Devin ridin’… on my meat (meat)

Lil Kubota… on the beat

It’s a sad day for y’all out here… it’s a sad fuckin’ day for John Deere… Lemme tell ya somethin’ boy, it’s a fuckin' bad day for y’all…

Smokin’ chronic— smokin’ opps

Gin an’ tonic, wit the pops

Ya’ll gon’ learn why my daddy name is Herb

When I’m higher than a bird an’ I still kick you to the curb, bitch

Aye, aye, how’s my bank account?

Oh, shit, it’s higher than my sperm count

Aye, aye, my shooter’s name is John Blount

Oh, shit, lil fella, you gon’ go get bounced

I’m tellin’ y’all, it’s a fuckin’ bad day to be green. It’s a bad fuckin’ day to be a green motherfucker

Tryta pull up with your crew in ‘lil W

You’ll get a proper greeting of Glocks an’ proper drug abuse

Yain’t no opper stoppers, I’ll drop ya with copper jackets

Stand over yer body cause I ain’t floppy while I jack it

Sit down boy, get down boy, y’know this ain’t a-town

No 2 chainz, no playboi, so get gone by sundown

I pull up, I pull out, I got clout and no doubt

That imma be on toppa the game— Kubota buyout

I know yer thinkin you can slide, buddy, bad idear

I done shot an’ killed the last feller I saw ride a Deere

Them ugly fuckin’ colors ain’t allowed, boy, not ‘round here

The fuck up out my face wit all that shit, it gon’ get severe

I’m rollin’… through the street (street)

While my tractor… go skeet (skeet)

Devin ridin’… on my meat (meat)

Lil Kubota… on the beat