"BUSSIN" lyrics

"BUSSIN"

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah

Tweakin' off this X, I be bussin', yeah, yeah
You ain't talkin' 'bout no racks, ain't no discussion, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talk my shit in this bitch, it get disgustin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sippin' on Tris, I mix that shit with the 'Tussin, yeah, yeah, yeah
Runnin' in racks in quick, I'm runnin' in, rushin'
Stackin' up hunnids and G's
Gettin' this money ain't nothin' to me
Double the racks then I double the G's

That's all facts, I don't cap in my rap
I can't chat, I don't talk to no rat
Spanish lil' bitch, I'm breakin' her back
Hop out the whip, I'ma dash in the Scat
No, they isn't drippin' like this, no, they isn't drippin' like that
You know I be flippin' them chips, like how the fuck he get like that?

How the fuck he livin' like that?
All this drip, I mix and I match
All these bitches, I hit and I pass
Need some gas in the whip like I'm 'bout to crash
I'm, I'm 'bout to trip out, skitz out, blitz out, I trip in this bitch
Skrrt off, do the drift with window tints on the whip
Yeah, I tinted it out, and I might flip in the bucks
You know we keepin' it tucked, try me and it finna bust
I just fucked on your bitch, put this dick in her guts
I just hopped in the whip, I just jumped in the truck
They tryna live how I live, they can't do what I want
They keep talkin' all that shit, try to put on a front
I can see through the mist, I can see through the bluff
Pistol, boy, you better duck, pistol, boy, you gettin' plucked
Pistol, boy, you could get hit, pistol, boy, you better dig
Told the bitch I can slid, hit then I zip out my Ricks
I was in Givenchy at the Ritz, probably playin' with her tits
Made her lick on the tip, then I tell the bitch to strip

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah

Tweakin' off this X, I be bussin', yeah, yeah
You ain't talkin' 'bout no racks, ain't no discussion, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talk my shit in this bitch, it get disgustin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sippin' on Tris, I mix that shit with the 'Tussin, yeah, yeah, yeah
Runnin' in racks in quick, I'm runnin' in, rushin'
Stackin' up hunnids and G's
Gettin' this money ain't nothin' to me
Double the racks then I double the G's

That's all facts, I don't cap in my rap
I can't chat, I don't talk to no rat
Spanish lil' bitch, I'm breakin' her back
Hop out the whip, I'ma dash in the Scat
No, they isn't drippin' like this, no, they isn't drippin' like that
You know I be flippin' them chips, like how the fuck he get like that?
That's all facts, I don't cap in my rap
I can't chat, I don't talk to no rat
Spanish lil' bitch, I'm breakin' her back
Hop out the whip, I'ma dash in the Scat
No, they isn't drippin' like this, no, they isn't drippin' like that
You know I be flippin' them chips, like how the fuck he get like that?

How the fuck he livin' like that?
All this drip, I mix and I match
All these bitches, I hit and I pass
Need some gas in the whip like I'm 'bout to crash
Oxi Mafia, bitch


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