"Bussdown" lyrics
Latto Lyrics
(feat. Kodak Black)
200 racks on me
Brand new AMG
Prada on me and a bussdown
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go I gotta keep it on me
VVS Diamonds on me baby
Feeling like I made it
Got it out the mud without no handout
I'm getting money
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
Couple bitches praying that I fall
Real diamonds they ain't got a flaw
It ain't nothing to cut a nigga off
Can't tell me I don't put on for the south
Circle small, feel like I seen it all
Young bitch, I be blowing through it like I might not see tomorrow
Ain't no pressure, count my blessings
I don't really need no nigga
Watched all my friends turned into opps
So I don't really got no feelings
Birkin, new bag alert
These hoes be bad and burned
I see these bitches took the big, no cap, I did it first
Bitch
200 racks on me
Brand new AMG
Prada on me and a bussdown
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go I gotta keep it on me
VVS Diamonds on me baby
Feeling like I made it
Got it out the mud without no handout
I'm getting money
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
500 racks for the Pateks, I'm getting richy
I used AMIRI jeans for recreation
I hit the lotto dawg, I powerball, I'm serving bases
I smoke the Zaro dawg, the black ain't all that you thinking
How could you ever even sleep on me?
I skeet on her, she skeet on me
She never had the ZOD, I make it hard to cheat on me
You the only bitch who got a verse
I might candy paint a herse
And lift it up, I know you heard
That when it's up I'm shooting first
I'm getting money baby, try cash for the hitman
Bussing down the ink can, bussing down on anything
Hit the left on discount, swerve the vert, switch lanes
I'm in the cut with a blick man, I'm dragging my nuts my dick hanging
200 racks on me
Brand new AMG
Prada on me and a bussdown
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go I gotta keep it on me
VVS Diamonds on me baby
Feeling like I made it
Got it out the mud without no handout
I'm getting money
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
Brand new AMG
Prada on me and a bussdown
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go I gotta keep it on me
VVS Diamonds on me baby
Feeling like I made it
Got it out the mud without no handout
I'm getting money
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
Couple bitches praying that I fall
Real diamonds they ain't got a flaw
It ain't nothing to cut a nigga off
Can't tell me I don't put on for the south
Circle small, feel like I seen it all
Young bitch, I be blowing through it like I might not see tomorrow
Ain't no pressure, count my blessings
I don't really need no nigga
Watched all my friends turned into opps
So I don't really got no feelings
Birkin, new bag alert
These hoes be bad and burned
I see these bitches took the big, no cap, I did it first
Bitch
200 racks on me
Brand new AMG
Prada on me and a bussdown
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go I gotta keep it on me
VVS Diamonds on me baby
Feeling like I made it
Got it out the mud without no handout
I'm getting money
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
500 racks for the Pateks, I'm getting richy
I used AMIRI jeans for recreation
I hit the lotto dawg, I powerball, I'm serving bases
I smoke the Zaro dawg, the black ain't all that you thinking
How could you ever even sleep on me?
I skeet on her, she skeet on me
She never had the ZOD, I make it hard to cheat on me
You the only bitch who got a verse
I might candy paint a herse
And lift it up, I know you heard
That when it's up I'm shooting first
I'm getting money baby, try cash for the hitman
Bussing down the ink can, bussing down on anything
Hit the left on discount, swerve the vert, switch lanes
I'm in the cut with a blick man, I'm dragging my nuts my dick hanging
200 racks on me
Brand new AMG
Prada on me and a bussdown
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go I gotta keep it on me
VVS Diamonds on me baby
Feeling like I made it
Got it out the mud without no handout
I'm getting money
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
