Bust It Down!
Pull up to the club and they all know my name
Pull up to the club and they all love my sound
And you know i'm headed to the ground
Boutta' take another round
And I got yo shawty here she tryna buss' it down
Like woah
Know i'm not a noob but you gotta' take it slow
Imma take another drink psych make it four
Makin' all this cash but i'm spending all the dough
Makin' it out the trenches is all that I know
Pull up to the club and they all know my name
Pull up to the club and they all love my sound
And you know i'm headed to the ground
Boutta' take another round
And I got yo shawty here she tryna buss' it down
Like woah
Know i'm not a noob but you gotta' take it slow
Imma take another drink psych make it four
Makin' all this cash but i'm spending all the dough
Makin' it out the trenches is all that I know
Pull up to the club and they all know my name
Rappin' crazy out of my mind you could call me insane
Suicidal thoughts you could call them Cobain
Got a white check not talking cocaine
Got a lil shawty and she rockin' with fangs, the chains, the fame the cash
Drop another song but it wont be my last
Sayin' goodbye know i'm never lookin back to the past
Never lookin' back to the past
And i'm livin' real fast
Got 100 on the dash
And i'm feelin' like imma crash
Hide my regret and replace it with some cash
Fake a personality wear it like a mask
I don't wanna feel so I drink away
So I don't think away
But the pain it stays
Pull up to the club and they all know my name
Pull up to the club and they all love my sound
And you know i'm headed to the ground
Boutta' take another round
And I got yo shawty here she tryna buss' it down
Like woah
Know i'm not a noob but you gotta' take it slow
Imma take another drink psych make it four
Makin' all this cash but i'm spending all the dough
Makin' it out the trenches is all that I know
Pull up to the club and they all know my name
Pull up to the club and they all love my sound
And you know i'm headed to the ground
Boutta' take another round
And I got yo shawty here she tryna buss' it down
Like woah
Know i'm not a noob but you gotta' take it slow
Imma take another drink psych make it four
Makin' all this cash but i'm spending all the dough
Makin' it out the trenches is all that I know
Pull up to the club and they all love my sound
And you know i'm headed to the ground
Boutta' take another round
And I got yo shawty here she tryna buss' it down
Like woah
Know i'm not a noob but you gotta' take it slow
Imma take another drink psych make it four
Makin' all this cash but i'm spending all the dough
Makin' it out the trenches is all that I know
Pull up to the club and they all know my name
Pull up to the club and they all love my sound
And you know i'm headed to the ground
Boutta' take another round
And I got yo shawty here she tryna buss' it down
Like woah
Know i'm not a noob but you gotta' take it slow
Imma take another drink psych make it four
Makin' all this cash but i'm spending all the dough
Makin' it out the trenches is all that I know
Pull up to the club and they all know my name
Rappin' crazy out of my mind you could call me insane
Suicidal thoughts you could call them Cobain
Got a white check not talking cocaine
Got a lil shawty and she rockin' with fangs, the chains, the fame the cash
Drop another song but it wont be my last
Sayin' goodbye know i'm never lookin back to the past
Never lookin' back to the past
And i'm livin' real fast
Got 100 on the dash
And i'm feelin' like imma crash
Hide my regret and replace it with some cash
Fake a personality wear it like a mask
I don't wanna feel so I drink away
So I don't think away
But the pain it stays
Pull up to the club and they all know my name
Pull up to the club and they all love my sound
And you know i'm headed to the ground
Boutta' take another round
And I got yo shawty here she tryna buss' it down
Like woah
Know i'm not a noob but you gotta' take it slow
Imma take another drink psych make it four
Makin' all this cash but i'm spending all the dough
Makin' it out the trenches is all that I know
Pull up to the club and they all know my name
Pull up to the club and they all love my sound
And you know i'm headed to the ground
Boutta' take another round
And I got yo shawty here she tryna buss' it down
Like woah
Know i'm not a noob but you gotta' take it slow
Imma take another drink psych make it four
Makin' all this cash but i'm spending all the dough
Makin' it out the trenches is all that I know
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Writer(s): Albert M
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