Bussdown (feat. Teejay3k & Nef the Pharaoh)

I just bussdown my Rollie, ho, we ain't on the same time Money talk, baby, we ain't on the same line All these pointers in my wrist, I can change time You can see it in my face that it's game time You say you with it, nigga, step then, ayy You ain't gettin' right, you gettin' left then We don't know you, boy, shit, you gotta check in, ayy, ayy Ridin' with them glocks and them FN's Ayy, when I was twelve, I went to jail I still ain't never made no statement, bitch I'm Kony Korver with this weapon, who you playin' with Bussdown my neck, so you can't see me when I take a pic So much money, get away with givin' lazy dick Popped too many niggas with that same nine, I'm on it, yeah Yeek from arizona, shot that bitch in california yeah Blizzard on my neck the reason why she got pneumonia Check the pointers, bust that .38 and leave you on the corner What I'm doin'? grippin' tools, you try, I'll see you on the news I play it bool 'cause I'm a Blood But I'ma give that boy the blues woop Young nigga tryna stack more money than a jew I'm only cherrypicking shots because I know who I'ma shoot, gang I just bussdown my Rollie, ho, we ain't on the same time Money talk, baby, we ain't on the same line All these pointers in my wrist, I can change time You can see it in my face that it's game time You say you with it, nigga, step then, ayy You ain't gettin' right, you gettin' left then We don't know you, boy, shit, you gotta check in, ayy, ayy Ridin' with them Glocks and them FN's Had to get myself up out of shit because I know how to move Lately, all I do is win, I don't know how to lose Either the Bentley or the Benz, I don't know how to choose I'm the hottest nigga out, I don't know how to cool Yeah, that big facts, thumbin' through them big racks yeah Let that chopper spit on a bitch, Draco got a kickback yeah Fuck around and get your shit snatched You be squeakin' like a mouse, you a big rat eah, ayy All that tellin' that you doin',nigga I hope you got insurance I hope you got insurance 'Cause them niggas on your ass We ain't goin' for it We ain't goin' for that shit I was down on my last, fourth and ten, I was goin' for it, shit I just bussdown my Rollie, ho, we ain't on the same time Money talk, baby, we ain't on the same line All these pointers in my wrist, I can change time You can see it in my face that it's game time You say you with it, nigga, step then, ayy You ain't gettin' right, you gettin' left then We don't know you, boy, shit, you gotta check in, ayy, ayy chang Ridin' with them Glocks and them FN's Hear ye, hear ye I just bust down my Patek, don't panic When she see me, know it's goin' down, Titanic She a demon on that dick, but she was just in church with granny I had let her get on top to ride, she still ain't understand it Ayy, what you doin', chang Checkin' traps, strapped, ridin' 'round with my tool Big 40, I'll give a nigga the blues I bet I can knock a bitch in and out a prada 'fit I'm a sixteen, my granny and my mama was some pimps That's on my daddy, he a cook, but I ain't take the route I was on the block pissin', I got paper now Murder, murder, kill, kill, go'n lay 'em out If you like livin', keep my name out your fuckin' mouth I just bussdown my Rollie, ho, we ain't on the same time Money talk, baby, we ain't on the same line All these pointers in my wrist, I can change time You can see it in my face that it's game time You say you with it, nigga, step then, ayy You ain't gettin' right, you gettin' left then We don't know you, boy, shit, you gotta check in, ayy, ayy chang Ridin' with them glocks and them FN's hear ye, hear ye