Bussin

(Ayo GK)

Left wrist bussin', right wrist bussin'

Freak bitch bussin', thick bitch bussin'

Brand-new AP bussin', Cartier, bitch bussin'

Glock on me, I'm bussin', try me and I'm bussin'

I'm constructin' shit, come through and break her walls

She say, "Hold on, everything can't fit," put balls all in her jaws

I buy you Gucci, you say you want Birkin bags, let's hit the mall

She ask me what purse should she get? I told her get 'em all

Got ten minutes, everything you touch in here, then you can get it

How you die with a gun on you? He got caught down bad with glizzy

Put your left leg and right leg up, tryna get busy

He was tall, hit him with 7.62s, now he look like a midget

Double beam up on my Glock, it's gon' be hard to miss your fitted

Nothin' but fiends up on the block, we havin' uncorporate businesses

Lil' bruh can't come back to the block, seen he was havin' some ho tendencies

Shawty fanned out, she tryna take pictures, don't touch my tennis chain

I went to school with buddy, he a lame

Got undercover pressure 'bout a ho, that shit insane

I found a way to come up, that's why I married the game

Two white hoes, I'ma smoke they head off, Mary and Jane

Left wrist bussin', right wrist bussin'

Freak bitch bussin', thick bitch bussin'

Brand-new AP bussin', Cartier, bitch bussin'

Glock on me, I'm bussin', try me and I'm bussin'

Left wrist bussin', right wrist bussin'

Freak bitch bussin', thick bitch bussin'

Brand-new AP bussin', Cartier, bitch bussin'

Glock on me, I'm bussin', try me and I'm bussin'

Man, these ****, these **** can't keep up with us, man, these **** can't fuck with us

YCOE

We ain't, we, we might fuck around and break the bank

Break that bitch

Put that pussy on me, baby, throw it back

Come here, come here, baby (Oh my God)

They know that this a hit, they told the DJ run it back

Come here, know that pussy drive me crazy

Bro on they block tryna find what's-his-name, gon' leave him with a head tap

We got the sticks they had in World War II, Young Crew ain't playin' fair

Can't get my blick inside this bitch, then we ain't stayin' here

We caught him out with his— he thought we was sparin' him (What the fuck?)

You fuckin' silly, man?

Come here, come on

Come here, come on

Come here, baby