Tristan Thompson

Eh, Bushman (Tristan T.)
Uh, uh (selling that cowie, uh, selling that cowie...)
I feel like Tristan (Bushman)
Peel baby, eh (oh boy, you've come on distance)

Still trying to get rich till the mission complete
I'm Dr. Bushman, that mean you can't compete
The six on my back like a damn athlete
I really was jugging the D in the B
Real Peel baby like Tristan T.
Why would I wife the bitch if she a skeeze? (Why would I?)
Cuffing a thot, Broski just let her be
You took her back after she cheated, dweeb

You trying to fight 'bout a bitch from the streets
Niggas flipping each other because of these freaks
Bitch looking for love, she won't get non from me
Bitch, go and vent to your man, why you venting to me?
Skrt off in a fast car, need for speed
I up my racks, she act like she can see
Even a blind man can see we get cheese
They talking my name, they still ain't never been seen

I only can trust a bitch far as I see (I only)
This bitch is so cap, she said she don't eat meat
But last time I saw her she ate up the D
These bitches recycle, they rinse and repeat (yeah, yeah)
I just see shit by the way it should be (I just see shit)
Triple cross you if you double cross me (triple cross)
Slime, you don't even know he got sleeze
Hard time, bitch I had nothing to eat

Still trying to get rich till the mission complete
I'm Dr. Bushman, that mean you can't compete (I'm Dr. Bushman)
The six on my back like a damn athlete
I really was jugging the D in the B
Real Peel baby like Tristan T. (Real Peel)
Why would I wife the the bitch if she a skeeze? (Why would I?)
Cuffing a thot, Broski just let her be
You took her back after she cheated, dweeb

You trying to fight 'bout a bitch from the streets
Niggas flipping each other because of these freaks
Bitch looking for love, she won't get non from me
Bitch, go and vent to your man, why you venting to me?
Skrt off in a fast car, need for speed
I up my racks, she act like she can see (I up my racks)
Even a blind man can see we get cheese
They talking my name, they still ain't never been seen

Uh, Bushman, the prince of the B's
Matter fact, I'm the king of the scene
Ugh, all of the trappers they know me
Ugh, I got that white girl, that Khloe
Ugh, I got that white girl, that Kimmy
I whip up a brick then go chip it at Timmie's
Stay out of town, I don't trap in the city
Ugh, bitch, I turn one into fifteen

Still trying to get rich till the mission complete
I'm Dr. Bushman, that mean you can't compete
The six on my back like a damn athlete
I really was jugging the D in the B
Real Peel baby like Tristan T.
Why would I wife the the bitch if she a skeeze?
Cuffing a thot, Broski just let her be
You took her back after she cheated, dweeb

You trying to fight bout a 'bitch from the streets
Niggas flipping each other because of these freaks
Bitch looking for love, she won't get non from me
Bitch, go and vent to your man, why you venting to me?
Skrt off in a fast car, need for speed
I up my racks, she act like she can see
Even a blind man can see we get cheese
They talking my name, they still ain't never been seen