Bussin' (feat. Big Mook)
Glock taking perkys
Dis bitch hold a thirty
I'm with the gang
So i can't never worry
I'm smoking loud when i
Came in they heard me
And bitch i be high in the sky
Like a birdie
I Used to be P
But i hung up my jersey
I slid on a tuesday
Then fucked on thursday
And den made her eat up my
Dick like a slurpy
But now i be loyal
Cause hoes really erk me
I dive in that pussy
I might do a burpee
I just hop on the beat
And i cruise like a chevrolet
These niggas flex with
The same shiit from yesterday
You broke in the trap
Den go find you a better way
Smoke out a foreign 3.5
And i levitate
And dat shit hit yea
It punch like a heavyweight
Hope when i die i go up
To them heaven gates
She gimme face
Like the cam on the front of my phone
Bitch i'm a dog wit a bone
Dats how it's posed to be
But i ain't talkin malone
I'm off a wood of dat strong
If he want beef den
Dat yoppa might jerk at his home
He out den we up at his dome
Ride for my brudda like I give a fuck
If he wrong
And they know the drill like
A cone
I don't play safety
But i be so deep in my zone
Rocking exotic cologne
When i drop that crack in the yo
They like fuck is he on
Mook inna field like a gnome
I'm poppin like pimples so that's
Why they bumpin my song
Ran off on the plug call my phone
Put em up in da air like a mfn drone
Posted up on the block
Wit dem glizzys and chromes
Niggas jacking my swag
Man these niggas be clones
Niggas be jackin my swag
Gimme my swag back
Diss on the gang
You a hashtag
I'm in my bag like some rap snacks
I just smoked me some dope
Man i think it's from baghdad
It be the pressure
Glock tryna slide out the tesla
We got the glicks
Why the fuck would we wrestle
Put em right onna stretcher
We shoot from the neck up
Broke ass nigga get ya bag up
He must be a cop
Cause the lil nigga got me fed up
Just like a bitch get wet up
Put sum red shit all on your shirt
I ain't talkin no catch up
Up in that big body benz
I just fucked on two hoes
And sum friends
If he diss onna gang
We gon clap on his ken
And we ridin in a coupe
And that bitch gotta tent
I remember them days
When i didn't have a cent
Now i'm buying some shit
Dat be costing ya rent
Man I walk wit a stick
Innis bitch like a pimp
If you diss on my gang
Man that shit got me bent
Bitch ima trap wit a stick
Diss on the gang yea it rip
Im inna trap tryna run up a brick
If you diss on my manz
Den we slidin wit sticks
Fuck a thot hoe you know ima kick
Big mook innis bitch
And he tryn get rich
Stacking my crackers
Ain't talkin no ritz
I'm on the sack
Coach gave me a blitz
Big Mook hot
Cookin da pot
Lil nigga i ain't talking no grits
I dont know will
But i stay wit my smith
Gang in da bnb
Nigga wit bitches we lit
Nike tracksuit nigga
When i'm tryna get a lick
Bussin traps on the block
Cause the cash coming quick
My pockets on ross
I ain't talking no rick
I just fuck on a thot hoe
I think she was mixed
Ballin hard on my 33
Bitch gotta glick
Man these niggas be actors
Just get em a script
I be smoking on dope
Man that shit be the stench
Thot hoe
Nigga in her mouth like a mint
Big Mook
Dis bitch hold a thirty
I'm with the gang
So i can't never worry
I'm smoking loud when i
Came in they heard me
And bitch i be high in the sky
Like a birdie
I Used to be P
But i hung up my jersey
I slid on a tuesday
Then fucked on thursday
And den made her eat up my
Dick like a slurpy
But now i be loyal
Cause hoes really erk me
I dive in that pussy
I might do a burpee
I just hop on the beat
And i cruise like a chevrolet
These niggas flex with
The same shiit from yesterday
You broke in the trap
Den go find you a better way
Smoke out a foreign 3.5
And i levitate
And dat shit hit yea
It punch like a heavyweight
Hope when i die i go up
To them heaven gates
She gimme face
Like the cam on the front of my phone
Bitch i'm a dog wit a bone
Dats how it's posed to be
But i ain't talkin malone
I'm off a wood of dat strong
If he want beef den
Dat yoppa might jerk at his home
He out den we up at his dome
Ride for my brudda like I give a fuck
If he wrong
And they know the drill like
A cone
I don't play safety
But i be so deep in my zone
Rocking exotic cologne
When i drop that crack in the yo
They like fuck is he on
Mook inna field like a gnome
I'm poppin like pimples so that's
Why they bumpin my song
Ran off on the plug call my phone
Put em up in da air like a mfn drone
Posted up on the block
Wit dem glizzys and chromes
Niggas jacking my swag
Man these niggas be clones
Niggas be jackin my swag
Gimme my swag back
Diss on the gang
You a hashtag
I'm in my bag like some rap snacks
I just smoked me some dope
Man i think it's from baghdad
It be the pressure
Glock tryna slide out the tesla
We got the glicks
Why the fuck would we wrestle
Put em right onna stretcher
We shoot from the neck up
Broke ass nigga get ya bag up
He must be a cop
Cause the lil nigga got me fed up
Just like a bitch get wet up
Put sum red shit all on your shirt
I ain't talkin no catch up
Up in that big body benz
I just fucked on two hoes
And sum friends
If he diss onna gang
We gon clap on his ken
And we ridin in a coupe
And that bitch gotta tent
I remember them days
When i didn't have a cent
Now i'm buying some shit
Dat be costing ya rent
Man I walk wit a stick
Innis bitch like a pimp
If you diss on my gang
Man that shit got me bent
Bitch ima trap wit a stick
Diss on the gang yea it rip
Im inna trap tryna run up a brick
If you diss on my manz
Den we slidin wit sticks
Fuck a thot hoe you know ima kick
Big mook innis bitch
And he tryn get rich
Stacking my crackers
Ain't talkin no ritz
I'm on the sack
Coach gave me a blitz
Big Mook hot
Cookin da pot
Lil nigga i ain't talking no grits
I dont know will
But i stay wit my smith
Gang in da bnb
Nigga wit bitches we lit
Nike tracksuit nigga
When i'm tryna get a lick
Bussin traps on the block
Cause the cash coming quick
My pockets on ross
I ain't talking no rick
I just fuck on a thot hoe
I think she was mixed
Ballin hard on my 33
Bitch gotta glick
Man these niggas be actors
Just get em a script
I be smoking on dope
Man that shit be the stench
Thot hoe
Nigga in her mouth like a mint
Big Mook
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Writer(s): Demontre Gamble
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