Bussdown lyrics

[Intro]
Gang, gang (Skii)

[Verse 1]
Took my wrist to the jeweler, got it bust down (Ice, ice)
This b*tch just like my wrist, she gettin' bust down (Ugh)
Eyes low like Jackie Chan, I'm in rush hour (What?)
Goddamn, that pus*y good, it got too much power (That pus*y got power)
Probably thinkin' this sh*t sweet, but it get sour (sh*t gets sour)
Got the cat the first day, you ain't get nothin' out her (Meow)
I be swimmin' in the pape, havin' money showers (Ooh)
We be— yeah (Damn)
We be livin' how we want, like the world is ours (It's ours)
Hit the b*tch from the— ayy, yeah (Ayy)
Hit the b*tch from the back, got lil' shawty shoutin' (Ugh)
b*tch askin' me 'bout my hoes, I'm like, "What about 'em?" (What about 'em?)
You know I can't cut 'em off, b*tch, that ain't happenin' (Ain't happenin')
You can cut my fingers off, I'ma keep snappin' (Keep snappin')
Keep it real on my songs, won't catch me cappin' (On God)
Shawty wetter than a— yeah (Ugh)
Shawty wetter than a well, think I need napkins (Splash)
Tell 'em free my n*gga Wizz, n*gga, we havin'
b*tch saved my contact as her Skii daddy (Skii)
sh*t got me rich as hell, I'ma keep rappin' (Yeah)
Had lil' shawty givin' head, got them knees ashy (Ugh)
n*gga, I'm a real stoner, wake up, breathin' gas in
Don't care if she got a man, I ain't even askin' (f*ck that)
Bad b*tch, she a ten, tell her bring that ass here (Come here)
n*gga still wearin' that same 'fit he had on last year (What the f*ck?)
Still f*ckin' on the same b*tches I f*cked last year (Yeah)
Yeah, ayy, skii
I done ran my bag up, guess that's what they mad at
You too young to be a freak, where your f*ckin' dad at, b*tch? (Yeah)
b*tch, where your daddy at? (Huh?)
Fine sh*t, good drugs, yeah we havin' that (Yeah, we havin' that)
Brodie posted in the hood, that's his habitat (That's his habitat)
If you ain't come over here to f*ck, why you have a cat? (Why you have a cat?)
Fine sh*t heart my story, had to heart her back (Yeah)
Showed the b*tch a big bag, she had a heart attack (Damn)
Double cup, big blunt, that's my starter pack
Every time I drop somethin', they like, "Run it back" (Run it back)
I'ma smoke this blunt by myself, I don't wanna match
Two chains sittin' on my neck, that's a hundred racks
Two chains sittin' on my neck, but they ain't got dreads
Lil' b*tch got some good pus*y, she don't got head (Ugh)
I'm a pothead
Walk in the booth, kill the beat, make it drop dead
n*gga, goddamn
Blue hundreds, pink fifties, yeah, we got them
Thought you said you had Benjis, I do not see 'em
You ain't put that sh*t on, boy, you not trim (Yeah)
I don't even know who you is, but you not him (n*gga)
[Bridge]
But you not him (Yeah)
Know who you is, but you not him (Gang)
No cap, n*gga (Ayy)
Ayy, I'm runnin' this sh*t this year, n*gga, this my year, n*gga (Yeah, ayy, yeah)

[Verse 2]
sh*ttin' on all them n*ggas said I wouldn't be sh*t
Tryna ride my f*ckin' wave, boy, you gon' get seasick (Yeah)
If the police come this way, act like we ain't see sh*t (On God)
Swimmin' in who you call bae, boy, I'm in the deep end (In your b*tch)
Told her if somebody ask, girl, just tell 'em we friends
Damn, girl, you got that ass, put me on your close friends (Ugh)
They ain't tryna get no cash, man, that sh*t make no sense (Yeah)
Big bag, I got hella motion (Motion)
A hundred blunts full of gas, I be overdosin' (Yeah)
Shawty got that splish splash, yeah, that's why I dove in (Ugh)
Diamonds gettin' groovy on my neck, tryna slow dance
They can't f*ck with me, that sh*t dead, they got no chance

[Outro]
n*gga, on God
Skii