Buss Me A Script

Yo, Credo, Max, Max, Credo, yo, yo

Whoa, yo, ayy, ayy

Got a fatty butt, ****, big bows and the mitts

I done spent the whole rolls

On the fence No track, hot, credo

I'm having checks I been having emotions

Like a ****, six-flag Never miss a commissary

****, get the bag Coldfield, mainline

Bitch, I was relaxed PC up

****, never stop camping BBs on my neck

Please throw another tantrum

Wafi got me in it, Viggenstein, the linen R. I. P

To legend, Louis V, the mittens Touch the snow

I'm kidding, Max is supervision

Might be over tripping, my vacation's

With him Tryna violate me

Send me naked pictures I'm too scared

To hit him, it'd be hard to quit him Izzy

On the smoke, sip the hardest

Liquor Izzy on the strobe

Neck is like a river Going up a stream

Bubblin' off the cream Straight vanilla bean

Might be blessed tomorrow Like Pharrell O'Seen, lot

Of purple shit in Memphis

Tennessee Derrick Henry, step it

Never switching seats I was in the cave, now I'm on

The scene Turn a bitch to sweet

Gon' never kill a weed Now we talking about the bills

Loan the trash dollars I'll be shipping bills

I'm too hard to be at home when the shit come Only

Outcome

Not a billion come Me and Maxo

Working down the breast zone Need a bitch on

These blue hunters

I'll finger fuck her Money talks

Ear rings like Chris Tucker Pretty hot, eccentric

I'm a rest bitch fucker Me and Maxo

All about the cash flow Cousin got the oil by the

Crate like cash flow

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch lets take a trip(ayy)

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch lets take a trip(ayy)

Fuck this lil bitch off the real

Her **** and blood flow

Crips Oxy and Roxy

We taking them trips Monkey nuts on my stick with

We busting out scripts Putting bricks in that Fender

Some kicks and some hips Told her bitch to stop talking

Come chew on my dick Sipping on walk, we don't

Drop out, we walk Get you murked for a perk

Get you killed for some silk Crank lit Taliban guns

Like Afghanistan Formed for a crib

In a Jordan Dyle drummer band Big Meach in the streets

Sold a hundred thousand zands All my opps

We see my face in the **** rain If I was you

Gon' get you killed the same day Big homie in my zone

They gon' drill when I say Spin a opp like a DJ

K with the slay Kill a cop like Denzel on trending day

Like Curry with the 30

Shoot a **** fade away Clip it to your head

Jump off

Blow your fat away Put the crown to your door

Now get a **** gone Pop the Glock, get his top

Hit a **** two-page Fuck ****

Talk about Crank Clink Killer He ain't never killed no

Crank Clink **** Clips with extensions

Put with the switches Laser beam

Let me squeeze

Hairpin on the tricks Got a baddie butt ****

Big bows in the mansion I done spent the whole

Rolls on the fashion Don't track opp greed

Oh

Have attraction I been having emotions like a ****

Six-flag If ever miss a conversation

**** get the blanket Cold feel

Made love, bitch, I was relaxing PC up

****

Never stop camping Didn't reach on my neck

Please throw another tantrum

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch lets take a trip(ayy)

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script

Fuck a bitch lets take a trip(ayy)