"Head Bussas" lyrics
(feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
[Boosie Badazz:]
Better have it on you
Better have it on you
Bet— Better have it on you
Better have it on you
Yeah (Lil' Wayne on the track, I know he hear that FaceTime)
Four deep in a cut dog with a big ol' pistol
We don't drive by, we walk by, we tip toe niggas
I could play with you and clique, I go flip mode, nigga (Yeah)
Or drop a bag on everybody, kill a zip code, nigga (Yeah)
Y'all be trippin' 'bout these hoes when we flip hoes, nigga (Yeah)
Fuck your bitch, I got that bitch off the strip pole, nigga (Ha)
Follow me, now, we lay you down, we go beast mode, nigga
If Herm call Ruger Lansky, you a free throw, nigga (Rrr)
Let me take you back across that track, me and Ceelo, nigga (Doodie), where if you ain't built like that, you get Debo'd, nigga
Free Deebo, nigga
Your commissary Nino, nigga
Wassam, Trell? Bitch, I miss you
I need to see Ghost, nigga (3rd Ward)
This for Busta Land (Land), my fuckin' man, we never let them get the upper hand (Fuck them, nigga)
We go again, this one here for that lil' red boy (Red boy)
They call him Fin
Ride or die, he was that spark in that sky on that 4th of July
Fuck it
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
I got a story 'bout on my side by Popeyes (Side)
You fuck 'round, get baptized
You scared? Then, don't come outside
All red, I aim for nothin' but heads, I make 'em cha-cha
European, I'm far from the US with a bitch like Lala (Like Lala)
Go tell 'em I'm followed up behind my brother, me and him both gon' run shit down
How we both roll 'round through the gunsmoke town
Where the shit go down, strapped with four pound (Rrr)
Turnin' it up, I'ma lift up the level
On my face, a lil' shovel
Put him in the ground
I'm ready to get active
Whatever
These steppers, they with me, they let it off all in the lounge (Rrr, rrr)
[Boosie Badazz:]
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
We 'bout business when we spinnin', never trippin', we gon' slide
Stomp your fuckin' ass to the concrete, the blood dry
Nigga used to be my thug, I couldn't let the thug slide
Fuck it, nigga, it's me or you, so I sent a mud slide
I'm a
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Better have it on you
Better have it on you
Bet— Better have it on you
Better have it on you
Yeah (Lil' Wayne on the track, I know he hear that FaceTime)
Four deep in a cut dog with a big ol' pistol
We don't drive by, we walk by, we tip toe niggas
I could play with you and clique, I go flip mode, nigga (Yeah)
Or drop a bag on everybody, kill a zip code, nigga (Yeah)
Y'all be trippin' 'bout these hoes when we flip hoes, nigga (Yeah)
Fuck your bitch, I got that bitch off the strip pole, nigga (Ha)
Follow me, now, we lay you down, we go beast mode, nigga
If Herm call Ruger Lansky, you a free throw, nigga (Rrr)
Let me take you back across that track, me and Ceelo, nigga (Doodie), where if you ain't built like that, you get Debo'd, nigga
Free Deebo, nigga
Your commissary Nino, nigga
Wassam, Trell? Bitch, I miss you
I need to see Ghost, nigga (3rd Ward)
This for Busta Land (Land), my fuckin' man, we never let them get the upper hand (Fuck them, nigga)
We go again, this one here for that lil' red boy (Red boy)
They call him Fin
Ride or die, he was that spark in that sky on that 4th of July
Fuck it
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again:]
I got a story 'bout on my side by Popeyes (Side)
You fuck 'round, get baptized
You scared? Then, don't come outside
All red, I aim for nothin' but heads, I make 'em cha-cha
European, I'm far from the US with a bitch like Lala (Like Lala)
Go tell 'em I'm followed up behind my brother, me and him both gon' run shit down
How we both roll 'round through the gunsmoke town
Where the shit go down, strapped with four pound (Rrr)
Turnin' it up, I'ma lift up the level
On my face, a lil' shovel
Put him in the ground
I'm ready to get active
Whatever
These steppers, they with me, they let it off all in the lounge (Rrr, rrr)
[Boosie Badazz:]
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
We 'bout business when we spinnin', never trippin', we gon' slide
Stomp your fuckin' ass to the concrete, the blood dry
Nigga used to be my thug, I couldn't let the thug slide
Fuck it, nigga, it's me or you, so I sent a mud slide
I'm a
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
Head buster, head buster
