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My Buscus
album cover
My Buscus was released on August 8, 2026 by Flex Entertainment as a part of the album Albumbuscus
August 8, 2026
LabelFlex Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
BPM113
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Hmm, I wonder what's for dinner
Bombs? You want it? It's yours, my friend
As long as you have enough rupees
Bombs? You want it? It's yours, my friend
As long as you have enough rupees
Bombs? You want it? It's yours, my friend
As long as you have enough rupees
Bombs? You want it? It's yours, my friend
As long as you have enough rupees
Fuck the check you got, look at my wrist, my boy
That is not a gun, that is my dick, my boy
When I'm done with you, your face will twist, my boy
You are nothing to me but a prick, my boy
Do you wanna know what's for dinner? (What?)
Nothing, you just had to get thinner (Fuck)
Stop acting like you are my parent
Get thrown off the stage like you on Jerry Springer (You not my dad)
You can't catch me on Sprinter (Zoom)
Your show getting canceled, Breadwinners (Trash)
Stop acting you are good, I'ma throw your album in the trash
'Cause it's problematic like Winger (Fuck that band)
I read through the fake shit like comics
I shine in the sky like a comet
Your relationships do not last at all
You got more fucking rings than Jennifer Lopez or Sonic
I'm constructing my pieces bionically
Hold up, let me find my monocle
You ain't saying you're gonna help your own people
Like Ronald Reagan trickled down economics
Fuck the check you got, look at my wrist, my boy
That is not a gun, that is my dick, my boy
When I'm done with you, your face will twist, my boy
You are nothing to me but a prick, my boy
Do you wanna fuck a dude? (No)
Me too (No)
It's me and you
Choo choo
We running trains
And I eat my greens
Ayy, I love being alive every day (Ah)
I make more money than you do
And I watch movies on Hulu
And I'm covered in feces and poo-poo
And I'm with the crew
Step up to me and it worked it
That ain't a pickle, lil' bitch, it's a gherkin
I take a shit on the clock while I'm working a job
You don't know nothing 'bout that
Where is my boy?
I just wanna find my boy
I don't know where he is
I don't know, but I've been searching for him
My boy, help me find my boy
He's lost
You don't know nothing 'bout that
My boy
Written by: Alexandro Reni, Lorenzo Robins
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