Buss Down
All this shit get bussed down... Yeah
Bust down, Bust down, Bust down... Woah
You ain't from around here, Don't come around... Nah
Come round, Come round, Come round... Huh
Nah nigga, We don't fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around... Nah
Niggas trap hard until the sun down
Pop me a bean, Now i'm up now
Came in this bitch with my team
Bout to kill the scene
Ain't no more lean, lean, lean
Now we pouring up green
She see them golds in my mouth
All of this sauce that i'm dripping
It ain't no acting, Y'all bitches
Know for a fact he going shoot, Cause he know how I'm hitting
I'm... Just trying to get me a crib lil baby
Like uncle Phill's
Let's keep it real
I want them Ms
Fuck with my hustle, Your ass gone get killed
I'm bout that T.O.L. G.M.G. More money cash flow
I'm the shit, But she claim i'ma asshole
Keep it real, Some of y'all know how that go
You just mad because i'm speaking facts hoe
And all of this shit getting bussed down... Yeah
Bust it down, Bust it down, Bust it down... Woah
You ain't from around here, Don't come around... Yeah
Come round, Come round, Come round... Nah
Nah we don't fuck with the fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around... Woah
Niggas trap hard until the sun down... Yeah
Pop me a bean, Now i'm up now... Huh
Came in this bitch with my team
Bout to kill the scene
Ain't no more lean, lean, lean
Now we pouring up green
Smoking on Pepé Le Pew
Rolling up grams by the two
Nigga I rep my crew
We don't give no fuck about you
We don't give a fuck about
We don't give a fuck about you
Nigg i'm stuck with my crew
Know one of them gone shoot
No matter where I go, I'm safe
From a small city where them niggas be killing
Just glad to say I made a way
Lose a fight to see another day
Little nigga, But i'ma young boss though
Little bitch you ain't fucking, Kick rocks hoe
Run from me, But you can't hide though
We gone do a drive-by in a tahoe
Green beam on a glock, It ain't missing
Really don't give a fuck, I'ma menace
Ain't balling girl they penny pinching
Bitch know that I floss with no dentist
And all this shit getting bussed down... Yeah
Bust it down, Bust it down, Bust it down... Woah
Nah we don't fuck with the fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around... Woah
Pop me a bean, I won't come down
Party won't leave until the sun out... Yeah
Pulling my jeans, She want to fuck now... Yeah
Bust it down, Bust it down, Bust it down
Go cop me a rollie, That bussed down... Yeah
Bust it down, Bust it down, Bust it down... Woah
You ain't from around here, Don't come around... Yeah
Come round, Come round, Come round... Nah
Nah we don't fuck with the fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around... Woah
Niggas trap hard until the sun down... Yeah
Pop me a bean, Now i'm up now... Huh
Came in this bitch with my team
Bout to kill the scene
Ain't no more lean, lean, lean
Now we pouring up green
Smoking on Pepé Le Pew
Rolling up grams by the two
Nigga I rep my crew
We don't give no fuck about you
All this shit get bussed down... Yeah
Bust down, Bust down, Bust down... Woah
You ain't from around here, Don't come around... Nah
Come round, Come round, Come round... Huh
Nah nigga, We don't fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around
Bust down, Bust down, Bust down... Woah
You ain't from around here, Don't come around... Nah
Come round, Come round, Come round... Huh
Nah nigga, We don't fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around... Nah
Niggas trap hard until the sun down
Pop me a bean, Now i'm up now
Came in this bitch with my team
Bout to kill the scene
Ain't no more lean, lean, lean
Now we pouring up green
She see them golds in my mouth
All of this sauce that i'm dripping
It ain't no acting, Y'all bitches
Know for a fact he going shoot, Cause he know how I'm hitting
I'm... Just trying to get me a crib lil baby
Like uncle Phill's
Let's keep it real
I want them Ms
Fuck with my hustle, Your ass gone get killed
I'm bout that T.O.L. G.M.G. More money cash flow
I'm the shit, But she claim i'ma asshole
Keep it real, Some of y'all know how that go
You just mad because i'm speaking facts hoe
And all of this shit getting bussed down... Yeah
Bust it down, Bust it down, Bust it down... Woah
You ain't from around here, Don't come around... Yeah
Come round, Come round, Come round... Nah
Nah we don't fuck with the fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around... Woah
Niggas trap hard until the sun down... Yeah
Pop me a bean, Now i'm up now... Huh
Came in this bitch with my team
Bout to kill the scene
Ain't no more lean, lean, lean
Now we pouring up green
Smoking on Pepé Le Pew
Rolling up grams by the two
Nigga I rep my crew
We don't give no fuck about you
We don't give a fuck about
We don't give a fuck about you
Nigg i'm stuck with my crew
Know one of them gone shoot
No matter where I go, I'm safe
From a small city where them niggas be killing
Just glad to say I made a way
Lose a fight to see another day
Little nigga, But i'ma young boss though
Little bitch you ain't fucking, Kick rocks hoe
Run from me, But you can't hide though
We gone do a drive-by in a tahoe
Green beam on a glock, It ain't missing
Really don't give a fuck, I'ma menace
Ain't balling girl they penny pinching
Bitch know that I floss with no dentist
And all this shit getting bussed down... Yeah
Bust it down, Bust it down, Bust it down... Woah
Nah we don't fuck with the fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around... Woah
Pop me a bean, I won't come down
Party won't leave until the sun out... Yeah
Pulling my jeans, She want to fuck now... Yeah
Bust it down, Bust it down, Bust it down
Go cop me a rollie, That bussed down... Yeah
Bust it down, Bust it down, Bust it down... Woah
You ain't from around here, Don't come around... Yeah
Come round, Come round, Come round... Nah
Nah we don't fuck with the fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around... Woah
Niggas trap hard until the sun down... Yeah
Pop me a bean, Now i'm up now... Huh
Came in this bitch with my team
Bout to kill the scene
Ain't no more lean, lean, lean
Now we pouring up green
Smoking on Pepé Le Pew
Rolling up grams by the two
Nigga I rep my crew
We don't give no fuck about you
All this shit get bussed down... Yeah
Bust down, Bust down, Bust down... Woah
You ain't from around here, Don't come around... Nah
Come round, Come round, Come round... Huh
Nah nigga, We don't fuck around... Nah
Fuck around, Fuck around, Fuck around
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Writer(s): Kennya Tremble Ii
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