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BLOODIE & DudeyLo

41 BUCKETS

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Hip-Hop/Rap

41 BUCKETS was released on April 5, 2024 by BLOODIE / DudeyLo as a part of the album GIVING HOPE TO THE THREATS

Song Details

AlbumGIVING HOPE TO THE THREATS

Release DateApril 5, 2024

LabelBLOODIE / DudeyLo

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM70

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

BLOODIE

Performer

DudeyLo

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Boschi Pope Jr

Lyrics

Taevin Speights

Taevin Speights

Lyrics

Lyrics

Baow, baow, baow, ****

Like, where the fuck is he goin'?

Come here, ah, ah, ah

Where the fuck is he goin'?

Yo, Lucas, you heard?

Where the fuck is he goin'? Ah

He right there, come here

Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?

Ah, ah, baow

What the fuck is a 4100? (Like what?)

Brodie lacked, he caught forty-one buckets (Baow, baow, baow)

Tall on the 'Gram, but in person, they runnin' (Come here)

Du-DudeyLo, **** know how I'm bummin' (Ah, ah, ah)

Let's play ball, who tryna hoop? (Like who, ****?)

Watch how we hop out this four-door coupe (Ah, ah, ah)

Spin away, look what happened to Woo (What? What?)

EK tryna troll, but what happened to you? (Like, what?)

I'm with bro tryna blow somethin' up (Like what?)

Overkill, tryna toss somethin' up (Like what?)

New-new opp, tryna roll somethin' up (Like)

Lil' KR a bitch, bro was foldin' him up (Ah, ah, ah)

Free my son Cal, that's a fact (****, free bro, like what?)

But I catch EK, that's a pack, ****

Like, how you smokin' my dad? (Come here)

Like, your pops had been in a pack, **** (Ah, ah, ah, ah)

You and your sister got tagged (Both of y'all, like what?)

It's been a few years and you still ain't get back, wait (Like, what the fuck?)

How many times you did bad? (Like what?)

How many **** your BM let shag? (****, ah, ah)

EK know what's up, usin' my gun every time that we bump

His BM a bum, kidnap his daughter for fun

Hold his kid 'til he pay us them funds, you payin' or what? (Ah, ah, ****, ah, ah)

We already know that you dumb

You had a kid with a mutt, she gon' grow up a slut

'Magine if he had him a son, hair probably be in a bun

His father a punk, my wrist shine bright like the sun

Anywhere that I go, bring the gun

I dare him to run, free Swindle, still bang on the thumb

All them flights get cancelled for the month

Say, "Frrah," then get cut

I know the real **** butt, thirty if we see us the cuz

Free Shaun, free Chubz

Kal caught one to the gut

Sha Gz ran on his mud, Woo in my blunt

Lil' bro tryna put 'em in critical (Ah, come here)

Lil Ysh fifteen, he in middle school

He caught a hit on that block, it's a miracle (Go get 'em)

Totin' Jerry, like, bro, I ain't hearin' you (Baow, baow, baow)

Tryna go to that block and get even (Like what?)

Wait, I told bro, "Suit up, it's the weekend" (Like what?)

First drill, word to bro, I was fiendin'

Two-two O's, two poles, tryna steam 'em (Like ah)

Ah, tall bitch, tryna climb on that ladder

Caught a shot, shit exploded his bladder, ah

Throw a shot, watch 'em gather and gather

Think about Dot, I get madder and madder (Like, ah, ah)

Try to run, but these bullets chase after (Like what?)

He think he fast, but they faster than faster (****, ah, ah)

Bro caught three, tryna show he a catcher (What?)

Caught a body then laugh right after (Ah)

What the fuck is a 4100? (Like what?)

Brodie lacked, he caught forty-one buckets (Baow, baow, baow)

Tall on the 'Gram, but in person, they runnin' (Come here)

Du-DudeyLo, **** know how I'm bummin' (Ah, ah, ah)

Let's play ball, who tryna hoop? (Like who, ****?)

Watch how we hop out this four-door coupe (Ah, ah, ah)

Spin away, look what happened to Woo (What? What?)

EK tryna troll, but what happened to you? (Like what?)

EK know what's up, usin' my gun everytime that we bump

His BM a bum, kidnap his daughter for fun

Hold his kid 'til he pay us them funds, you payin' or what? (Ah, ah, ****, ah, ah)

We already know that you dumb

You had a kid with a mutt, she gon' grow up a slut

'Magine if he had him a son, hair probably be in a bun

His father ap—

Written by: Boschi Pope Jr, Taevin Speights

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