ฟังเพลงBussin (Explicit)

Bussin (Explicit) - Doe Boy/Southside/Lil Uzi Vert

Lyrics by：Cotrell Dennard/Joshua Luellen/Ugur Tig/Symere Woods

Composed by：Cotrell Dennard/Joshua Luellen/Ugur Tig/Symere Woods

That n***a said f**k me

His b***h like me and he broker than me

Beezy beezy doe beezy

Oh really

Sip sip

Yeah what what

Clean what

Gang gang what what

Gang what

Let's go let's go

Pills turned a n***a to a junkie

Ayy Southside

Came out the mud sip muddy

Ayy Southside

Geekin' ho peon be thinkin' I'm lackin'

He play with this s**t

Get bloody let's go brrt

I tweak out with this thirty thirty

Hit the mall blow a whole thirty let's go

My youngin he really a savage okay

He caught him a body and thought it was funny ha

P***y-a*s boy said f**k me really

Just mad 'cause his b***h wanna f**k

That's crazy fool

Young n***a flexin' I play with a check

Ain't no b***h that can say that she dumped me

God in the hood I run it I run it

Name it I done it

Lil' n***a ain't know nothin' no no

His b***h only thing 'round him bussin'

Oh really

Went to his mama house

Shot up her crib said we went too far

Said we went too far

Can't catch me in traffic

160 the dash can't hit this car skrrt skrrt

He think she faithful she meet a rich n***a

His b***h get bought mwah

Same n***a I used to smack up b***h

When you get this hard

That's crazy

Trauma teach these lil' n***as

They better not play with the bird

Uh uh freebandz

I got this fifty get murdered

Can't go out like Ja Rule on earth

Don't do that doe beezy

He tried to jump in the streets

And his brains got left on the curb

B***h-a*s n***a

Geekin' off pills

I wanna shoot everything that get on my nerves

Brrt brrt think I'm playin'

Friday ride through they hood on a bike

Might kick they trash

Might kick they trash

But I'm doe beezy I ain't lil' Chris

Ain't a n***a gon' whip my a*s

What fool

Lambo' too fast better get

Out the way when I'm backin' out

Woo yoom s**t

Go get a shooter

We shoot up the n***a he braggin' 'bout

Doot doot doot

Doot doot doot doot

I call his b***h and I'm smashin'

She know a young n***a havin'

Young n***a havin'

He come 'round here actin'

Castin' he gon' end up in a caske

I'll have my shooter pull up hit his basket swish

Said he want drama

My n***as dramatic let's go

RBMG murder fanatic gang

These n***as b***hes belong in a pageant p***y

I can't f**k with him he ratted

No no

F**k wit' 'em we make you get him tatted let's go

Your favorite rapper he a p***y

I bet he gon' panic I reach for his Patek

Nah for real

Heard he was ballin' so I sent a hitter

My youngin came through and he batted

Brrt brrt

Rollie don't tick-tock but reach for this b***h

Watch this b***h gon' start dancin' what

Yeah man that b***h ain't nothin'

I ain't even really want her touch yeah

Put together all my rhymes

But I'm far from a buster

Make your b***h wait in line

N***as gotta catch up just like mustard

Every girl with me probably done sucked something

She said you got on too much money

She know my b***h gave her hush money

I buy Louis V like hush puppies

I don't gotta eat got drug stomach

Take a G6 I feel like I got vomit ugh

Gettin' money I swear that I got hot

I remember used to sleep on the cot

Drug Lord yeah my neck it got rocks

I love whores but she love all the guap

Now she in my tracts while suckin' up cock ugh

Baby diamonds lay on my Gucci socks yeah

Stay with beams on the bottom of my glock

Pull out fifty-seven I just opened the lock

Man I knew I had it because I got a lot

So many cars I need to go buy a lot

B***h I'm hot like a Cheeto

Black like Don Cheadle

Oh that's your baby

Put her in fetal uh

Eternal Atake open her keyhole yeah

Got a D-Eagle clip on it see through oh

I got the Draco don't think you heard me yeah

I make it fly just like a birdie brr

N***as they fake like a Perc' 30 yeah

Put holes in his shirt just like a jersey brr

N***as they think that we cool

Like black eyed Peas I will f**k on

Your b***h just like she Fergie

Did it on purpose birkin I purse it

In front of the opps act like a virgin

When that s**t come took all this purging

The killers f**k with me they gon' reimburse me

Marni on Marni b***h I can get nerdy

Pink diamonds on me they look just like Kirby

She arch from the back man that b***h keep it sturdy ayy

Drive around NYC like I'm not dirty

Pills turned a n***a to a junkie

Junkie

Came out the mud sip muddy

The muddy beezy

Geekin' ho peon be thinkin' I'm lackin'

He play with this s**t get bloody

Doe beezy p***y

Tweak out with this thirty thirty

Hit the mall blow a whole thirty let's go

My youngin he really a savage

He caught him a body and thought it was funny

Caught him caught him a body

P***y-a*s boy said f**k me

Really just mad 'cause

His b***h wanna f**k me fool

Young n***a flexin' I play with a check

Ain't no b***h that can

Say that she dumped me fool

God in the hood I run it I run it

Name it I done it it yeah

Lil' n***a ain't know nothin' no

His b***h only thing 'round him bussin'

Really

Yeah yeah this lil' b***h she bussin' oh really

Yeah then we shot at that n***a cousin

Oh really yeah