Buss It

Shout my Swedish girls, tell 'em, "Hold it down" Last week, was on the block tryna hold it down I can hop on any beat, they don't know this sound Money comin' mile a minute, and it's comin' in pounds Push me to the edge and I'll show you 'bout wild Lost child from the bricks, now I got bare clout I don't like this girl 'cause she got bare mouth Chat too much, you better keep it down Buss it, buss it I was on the block like, "Fuck it" I love it, I really love it This money make this bad one suck it (uh-uh) Bruk it, JB bruk it I'm like Pat, when I shoot, they're duckin' (yes) Duckin', they're duckin' (uh-uh) Creep up, aim, I'm bussin' (uh) Buss it, buss it Buss it, buss-buss it (uh-uh) Buss it, buss it Creep up, aim, I'm bussin' Buss it, buss it Buss it, buss-buss it (uh-uh) Buss it, buss it Creep up, aim, I'm bussin' Good food, good rap, I've got the best of both And if you're talkin' 'bout gyal, I've had the best of those M24, they say I'm next to blow But I'm still fully gassed up like Texaco Are you involved? Bro, let me know We do it like them boys in Mexico And if you don't know, then get to know I was out on them blocks, tryna let it blow Let it blow I was out on them blocks, tryna let it blow The snow, we got it, we don't let it show And this Swedish girl, she won't let me go She won't let me go, she won't leave me I was in a Audi whip, movin' TT No midi, straight TT And I love it when this bad one tease me Buss it, buss it I was on the block like, "Fuck it" I love it, I really love it This money make this bad one suck it (uh-uh) Bruk it, JB bruk it I'm like Pat, when I shoot, they're duckin' (yes) Duckin', they're duckin' (uh-uh) Creep up, aim, I'm bussin' (uh) Buss it (uh), buss it Buss it, buss-buss it (uh-uh) Buss it, buss it Creep up, aim, I'm bussin' Buss it, buss it Buss it, buss-buss it (uh-uh) Buss it, buss it Creep up, aim, I'm bussin'