Bussin' Out (feat. Lil Mosey & Ty Dolla $ign)
Uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh (Y'all rockin' with DJ Scheme, little bitch)
(Nuri the G.O.A.T.)
Mm, yeah
Diamonds bust out the meter (Meter)
Niggas know it's beef when I see ya' (When I see ya')
Know you wish you could, but you cannot be us (But you can't)
Somethin' tells me you a ho like Selena (Uh)
Flyin' in a Lamb' and I'm right down the street, uh (Skrrt)
New crib in hills, I'm kickin' my feet up (Feet up)
Money on the ground, call a maid for her to clean up (Racks)
Don't make a sound, 'cause we ridin' with heaters
I'm where you can't be so you cannot see us
Hop in and we go vroom (Vroom), headed straight to the moon (Moon)
The best tape droppin' soon (Soon), ice on me, I'm cool (I'm cool)
All this randomness in here fuckin' up my mood (Mood)
Askin' so much questions like, nigga, wish I knew (Yeah)
I'm here by myself and I got nothin' to prove (Uh)
Need a couple million so I call my nigga
Like, "What should we do?" (What should we do)
Could've fucked your bitch
But that bitch, she ran through (Lil' bitch)
All this money in the world can't take my soul (My soul)
Three hundred diamonds 'round my neck (Three hundred)
Did three shows and I went and got a check (Check)
Bro said, "Hold that" and stack it 'til he dead (Dead)
Lil' nigga you broke, yeah, why you tryna flex? (Tryna flex)
Swear I won't stop, yeah I'm up 'til the morn' (Morn')
I said, "Let's go," I'm speedin', I'm gone (Yeah I'm speedin')
Faygo and Backwoods, got them from the store (The store, yeah)
Diamonds bust out the meter (The meter)
Niggas know it's beef when I see ya' (When I see ya')
Know you wish you could, but you cannot be us (No you can't)
Somethin' tells me you're a ho like Selena (You're a ho)
Flyin' in a Lamb' and I'm right down the street, uh (Skrrt)
New crib in hills, I'm kickin' my feet up (Yeah)
Money on the ground, call a maid for her to clean up (Code)
Don't make a sound, 'cause we ridin' with heaters (Dolla $ign)
Diamonds on me drippin', I might drown in this shit (Shit)
Turn into a stripper when she bounce on the dick (Dick)
Lil Mosey need some tree, I send him pounds of this shit
Right now, just left the grow-house, doin' my rounds, stealin' shit
We turn this bitch up and see how loud this shit get (Get)
Don't be playin' games with us, actin' childish and shit (Shit)
I'm the big dog, bitch, I'm out of your reach (Reach)
On a PJ, we layin' down in these seats
Tips for the freak, I got dick for the freak
She said I got dick for days, told her she got ass for weeks
Laid the halo strap on you, 'cause he keep his GAT on me
She got sticks, 223's, they gon' go to war for me
They thought, thought I was gon' fall off
But I still got more in me
Told a bitch, "Where were you when we were on quarantine?"
I got jars of this gas and that shit look orange and green
And my bitch look at my sideways every time I'm pourin' lean
Diamonds bust out the meter (Meter)
Niggas know it's beef when I see ya' (When I see ya')
Know you wish you could, but you cannot be us (But you can't)
Somethin' tells me you a ho like Selena (Uh)
Flyin' in a Lamb' and I'm right down the street, uh (Skrrt)
New crib in hills, I'm kickin' my feet up (Feet up)
Money on the ground, call a maid for her to clean up (Racks)
Don't make a sound, 'cause we ridin' with heaters (Grra)
Uh-uh, uh (Y'all rockin' with DJ Scheme, little bitch)
(Nuri the G.O.A.T.)
Mm, yeah
Diamonds bust out the meter (Meter)
Niggas know it's beef when I see ya' (When I see ya')
Know you wish you could, but you cannot be us (But you can't)
Somethin' tells me you a ho like Selena (Uh)
Flyin' in a Lamb' and I'm right down the street, uh (Skrrt)
New crib in hills, I'm kickin' my feet up (Feet up)
Money on the ground, call a maid for her to clean up (Racks)
Don't make a sound, 'cause we ridin' with heaters
I'm where you can't be so you cannot see us
Hop in and we go vroom (Vroom), headed straight to the moon (Moon)
The best tape droppin' soon (Soon), ice on me, I'm cool (I'm cool)
All this randomness in here fuckin' up my mood (Mood)
Askin' so much questions like, nigga, wish I knew (Yeah)
I'm here by myself and I got nothin' to prove (Uh)
Need a couple million so I call my nigga
Like, "What should we do?" (What should we do)
Could've fucked your bitch
But that bitch, she ran through (Lil' bitch)
All this money in the world can't take my soul (My soul)
Three hundred diamonds 'round my neck (Three hundred)
Did three shows and I went and got a check (Check)
Bro said, "Hold that" and stack it 'til he dead (Dead)
Lil' nigga you broke, yeah, why you tryna flex? (Tryna flex)
Swear I won't stop, yeah I'm up 'til the morn' (Morn')
I said, "Let's go," I'm speedin', I'm gone (Yeah I'm speedin')
Faygo and Backwoods, got them from the store (The store, yeah)
Diamonds bust out the meter (The meter)
Niggas know it's beef when I see ya' (When I see ya')
Know you wish you could, but you cannot be us (No you can't)
Somethin' tells me you're a ho like Selena (You're a ho)
Flyin' in a Lamb' and I'm right down the street, uh (Skrrt)
New crib in hills, I'm kickin' my feet up (Yeah)
Money on the ground, call a maid for her to clean up (Code)
Don't make a sound, 'cause we ridin' with heaters (Dolla $ign)
Diamonds on me drippin', I might drown in this shit (Shit)
Turn into a stripper when she bounce on the dick (Dick)
Lil Mosey need some tree, I send him pounds of this shit
Right now, just left the grow-house, doin' my rounds, stealin' shit
We turn this bitch up and see how loud this shit get (Get)
Don't be playin' games with us, actin' childish and shit (Shit)
I'm the big dog, bitch, I'm out of your reach (Reach)
On a PJ, we layin' down in these seats
Tips for the freak, I got dick for the freak
She said I got dick for days, told her she got ass for weeks
Laid the halo strap on you, 'cause he keep his GAT on me
She got sticks, 223's, they gon' go to war for me
They thought, thought I was gon' fall off
But I still got more in me
Told a bitch, "Where were you when we were on quarantine?"
I got jars of this gas and that shit look orange and green
And my bitch look at my sideways every time I'm pourin' lean
Diamonds bust out the meter (Meter)
Niggas know it's beef when I see ya' (When I see ya')
Know you wish you could, but you cannot be us (But you can't)
Somethin' tells me you a ho like Selena (Uh)
Flyin' in a Lamb' and I'm right down the street, uh (Skrrt)
New crib in hills, I'm kickin' my feet up (Feet up)
Money on the ground, call a maid for her to clean up (Racks)
Don't make a sound, 'cause we ridin' with heaters (Grra)
Credits
Writer(s): Tyrone William Griffin, Michael Snell, Lathan Echols, Everett Ryan Romano, Gabriel Guerra, Nuri Saberin
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