Bussdown (feat. Shaybo)
The top down 'cause she worked hard for it
But blacked out, so they won't see her in it
Bussdown, baby, ain't tired of this
Diamonds, baby, bought all of them
Dressed up and she just walks right in
Bussdown, baby, are you tired of this?
Run it, run it now, you wanna head out
The flight leaves at noon and she wanna buy Chanel
They just dropped them two bags
They want another, now you're askin' for too much, uh
Order what you like, don't have to pay her back
The party's at midnight, she wants an ounce of that
Feels so bad to feel nice
But she can't handle that, it comes with a small price, yeah
Yeah, I give, I give, I givе, you take
Been keepin' track like I'm a train
Even with drip, I'm feelin' drainеd
It's gettin' long here, like braids
Two sides, either really rude or too nice
So before it goes left, you better move right
The top down 'cause she worked hard for it
But blacked out, so they won't see her in it
Bussdown, baby, ain't tired of this
Diamonds, baby, bought all of them
Dressed up and she just walks right in
Bussdown, baby, are you tired of this?
I give, I give, I give again
Show me the play if it's a game
If there's no point, then what's the aim?
It's like you're eatin' off my name
Again, again, the price of fame is really costin' me
Spend again, again, nothing in this life comes for free
They say that talk is cheap, furthermore it's free
If I go broke today, will you stay or leave?
I fell so hard, so deep, wore my heart upon my sleeve
Every word you say, I believe, so just call me Miss Naïve
The top down 'cause she worked hard for it
But blacked out, so they won't see her in it
Bussdown, baby, ain't tired of this
Diamonds, baby, bought all of them
Dressed up and she just walks right in
Bussdown, baby, are you tired of this?
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown, bussdown, baby
Come 'round, come 'round, come 'round, come 'round, save me
Been 'round, been 'round, been up and down lately
Been up and down lately
They call me Miss Naïve, Miss Naïve
So trustin' of everybody and anybody
Now they fear a bitch like me 'cause of the bitch I be
I told you to be careful of me, be careful, honey
They call me Miss Naïve, I'm still naïve
I put trust in all the ones that got me, they never really had me
See, if you can't fuck with me, be real with me
You got to be careful of me, careful, honey
Bussdown, bussdown, baby
Come 'round, come 'round, baby
Been 'round, been 'round lately
But blacked out, so they won't see her in it
Bussdown, baby, ain't tired of this
Diamonds, baby, bought all of them
Dressed up and she just walks right in
Bussdown, baby, are you tired of this?
Run it, run it now, you wanna head out
The flight leaves at noon and she wanna buy Chanel
They just dropped them two bags
They want another, now you're askin' for too much, uh
Order what you like, don't have to pay her back
The party's at midnight, she wants an ounce of that
Feels so bad to feel nice
But she can't handle that, it comes with a small price, yeah
Yeah, I give, I give, I givе, you take
Been keepin' track like I'm a train
Even with drip, I'm feelin' drainеd
It's gettin' long here, like braids
Two sides, either really rude or too nice
So before it goes left, you better move right
The top down 'cause she worked hard for it
But blacked out, so they won't see her in it
Bussdown, baby, ain't tired of this
Diamonds, baby, bought all of them
Dressed up and she just walks right in
Bussdown, baby, are you tired of this?
I give, I give, I give again
Show me the play if it's a game
If there's no point, then what's the aim?
It's like you're eatin' off my name
Again, again, the price of fame is really costin' me
Spend again, again, nothing in this life comes for free
They say that talk is cheap, furthermore it's free
If I go broke today, will you stay or leave?
I fell so hard, so deep, wore my heart upon my sleeve
Every word you say, I believe, so just call me Miss Naïve
The top down 'cause she worked hard for it
But blacked out, so they won't see her in it
Bussdown, baby, ain't tired of this
Diamonds, baby, bought all of them
Dressed up and she just walks right in
Bussdown, baby, are you tired of this?
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown, bussdown, baby
Come 'round, come 'round, come 'round, come 'round, save me
Been 'round, been 'round, been up and down lately
Been up and down lately
They call me Miss Naïve, Miss Naïve
So trustin' of everybody and anybody
Now they fear a bitch like me 'cause of the bitch I be
I told you to be careful of me, be careful, honey
They call me Miss Naïve, I'm still naïve
I put trust in all the ones that got me, they never really had me
See, if you can't fuck with me, be real with me
You got to be careful of me, careful, honey
Bussdown, bussdown, baby
Come 'round, come 'round, baby
Been 'round, been 'round lately
Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Gitelman, Jorja Smith, Kalon Berry, Shayon Berry
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