Head Bust (feat. Boosie Badazz)

HeartBeatz on the track (oh, don't get your fuckin' head bust)
MrBlackOnDaTrack (bang)
The Heroes

Don't get your fuckin' head bust (your head bust)
Don't get your fuckin' head bust, yeah, boy
Bitch, you gon' get your fuckin' head bust (your fuckin' head bust)
Bitch, you gon' get your head bust, oh-whoa
All my niggas demons, they be tweaking, tripping, squeezing
Tryna leave you on the scene, your body leaking, not breathing
Pussy bitch, give me a reason, it won't cease 'til we get even
Smoke his ass, and now I'm chiefing on this leaf, it got me geeking

Bitch, we creeping in the evening while you sleeping
Don't believe me, bitch, my youngin window peepin'
That shit creepy (come 'ere)
I'm clutching on that ruler, tryna use it like I'm teaching
Nigga, who the fuck you fooling? You ain't stupid, they ain't either
That lil' bitch you cuffing, she ain't a keeper, she an eater
No Michael, I beat her, she'll fuck me for some new sneakers
She won't get the diamond 'cause all she worth is some Adidas
But back on my stepper shit, bitch, I'm clutching on my heater

Don't get your fucking head split (your head split)
I heard your diss, but you ain't said shit (you ain't said shit, bitch)
It's nine, you on the dead list (you on the dead list)
These pussy niggas hidin', they on some scared shit (they on some scared)
I'm on that bust-some-head shit

Don't get your fuckin' head bust (don't get your fuckin' head bust)
Don't get your fuckin' head bust (get your fuckin' head bust)
Bitch, you gon' get your fuckin' head bust (you gon' get your head bust)
Bitch, you gon' get your head bust, oh-whoa
All my niggas demons, they be tweaking, tripping, squeezing
Tryna leave you on the scene, your body leaking, not breathing
Pussy bitch, give me a reason, it won't cease 'til we get even
Smoke his ass, and now I'm chiefing on this leaf, it got me geeking
(Boosie Badazz)

Hot potato, hot potato, bitch, your head is hot (hot)
No doctor 'bout to save you, bitch, it's seven in your top
Got a couple gutter friends, monster men who kill a lot
You can sell that shit, you want, but bitch, we shit down shop
This an FN, baby, it knock off limbs, baby
We got five of them bitches, we bustin' shit up (right)
Hope you ready, lil' partner? Just spent a bag on some yoppers
So if you wanna be my problem, nigga, good luck (right)

This for the head busters (head busters)
Wig splitters, one time (time)
Certified steppers, nigga, young ballers
This for all my niggas (yeah)
Walking, stalking niggas (yeah)
Get your ass gone off the walkie-talkie, nigga

Don't get your fuckin' head bust (don't get your fuckin' head bust)
Don't get your fuckin' head bust (get your fuckin' head bust)
Bitch, you gon' get your fuckin' head bust (you gon' get your head bust)
Bitch, you gon' get your head bust, oh-whoa
All my niggas demons, they be tweaking, tripping, squeezing
Tryna leave you on the scene, your body leaking, not breathing
Pussy bitch, give me a reason, it won't cease 'til we get even
Smoke his ass, and now I'm chiefing on this leaf, it got me geeking



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Writer(s): Torence Hatch, Brandon Mcmorris, Javorius Scott, Otis Hinton
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