Limit
I gotta bust the limit ohh
I gotta make a living ohh
I cannot chase these women ohh
I gotta make a milli ohh
Cruising the Honda Civic ohh
Till I go cop a Bentley ohh
Yeah yeah ohh oh
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta get it
Ain't no pretending
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Young nigga stack up and chase you a milli
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Chase you a bag and stop chasing these bitches
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta buy me a coupe with no ceilings
Lord forgive me
All my haters gone love me for this one
All these bitches gon shrug me for this one
Give a fuck if you feel me I'm jiggy
Ima be number one in my city
Fuck a manager I'm independent
I don't need no one fucking my ends up
Thirty five thousand on me for a picture
Just to show you who you finna deal with
I see visions of being the richest
You see visions of me going villain
Why these critics want me in a prison
Want me losing but I cannot give up
For my family I'm chasing a milli
If I say it my nigga I meant it
Ain't no switching I do no pretending
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta get it
Ain't no pretending
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Young nigga stack up and chase you a milli
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Chase you a bag and stop chasing these bitches
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta buy me a coupe with no ceilings
Laugh in the face of these niggas that hate me
Cause they ain't me
Slow it down in this bitch like that matrix
Kill these beats that I'm on Jason
She be drinking patron no chaser
When I get in my zone no phasing
I'm the only one that's in my way
If you slow me down I might go out like tay k
She keep talking I know she for play play
Running her mouth make her gimme the face face
Fuck and I dip you know I do not stay stay stay
Ice on my wrist spinning like it's a bey blade
Flooded my drip you know I gotta maintain
I gotta get it no time for the hey bae
Only show love and it's fuck all that hate bae
Shine on my enemies no conversations
I gotta make
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta get it
Ain't no pretending
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Young nigga stack up and and chase you a milli
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Chase you a bag and stop chasing these bitches
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta buy me a coupe with no ceilings
I gotta make a living ohh
I cannot chase these women ohh
I gotta make a milli ohh
Cruising the Honda Civic ohh
Till I go cop a Bentley ohh
Yeah yeah ohh oh
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta get it
Ain't no pretending
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Young nigga stack up and chase you a milli
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Chase you a bag and stop chasing these bitches
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta buy me a coupe with no ceilings
Lord forgive me
All my haters gone love me for this one
All these bitches gon shrug me for this one
Give a fuck if you feel me I'm jiggy
Ima be number one in my city
Fuck a manager I'm independent
I don't need no one fucking my ends up
Thirty five thousand on me for a picture
Just to show you who you finna deal with
I see visions of being the richest
You see visions of me going villain
Why these critics want me in a prison
Want me losing but I cannot give up
For my family I'm chasing a milli
If I say it my nigga I meant it
Ain't no switching I do no pretending
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta get it
Ain't no pretending
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Young nigga stack up and chase you a milli
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Chase you a bag and stop chasing these bitches
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta buy me a coupe with no ceilings
Laugh in the face of these niggas that hate me
Cause they ain't me
Slow it down in this bitch like that matrix
Kill these beats that I'm on Jason
She be drinking patron no chaser
When I get in my zone no phasing
I'm the only one that's in my way
If you slow me down I might go out like tay k
She keep talking I know she for play play
Running her mouth make her gimme the face face
Fuck and I dip you know I do not stay stay stay
Ice on my wrist spinning like it's a bey blade
Flooded my drip you know I gotta maintain
I gotta get it no time for the hey bae
Only show love and it's fuck all that hate bae
Shine on my enemies no conversations
I gotta make
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta get it
Ain't no pretending
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Young nigga stack up and and chase you a milli
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
Chase you a bag and stop chasing these bitches
Bust the limit
Bust the limit
I gotta buy me a coupe with no ceilings
Credits
Writer(s): Tresuan Hernley
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