Bussin Lyrics by Babyfxce E
Cream pickin’ blue, hella money, different colors
Leg ain’t use it for his vid, just don’t fuck up none of my bundles
Fine shit don’t scare me, if I want it, then I’m fuckin’
Ferrari with the red, cherry goods, bruh, I’m stuntin’
Hop up off the truck, got it tucked, bruh, I’m clutchin’
I just wanna fuck, she a slut, she mean nothin’
I just learned how to work the FRT, that bitch bustin’
She in the vid lookin’ like a freak, that shit crushed her
Right before my show, I popped a P, it got me bustin’
Man, it’s been so cold, but let me see if your shit bustin’
I just hit a dime, but she so freaked that she above 10
Let’s see who gon’ last to smoke this shit just like a lung test
I got a box like a sun chip
Catch him pourin’ up, pop his ass, spill his sun kiss
She a eater and she bad, just do dumb shit
Face got hoes, hockey mask, let me know when y’all get it
Two cars deep in this shit half a million
I don’t want the paint if I didn’t crack the ceiling
Let off two shots, he might die in the back of the building
Bitch, you only stand for a night, look like you packed for a minute
My man’s guns on me, got no sight, but he still know the hittin’
You don’t fuck with what I’m talkin’ bout, nigga, you don’t even gotta listen
Probably don’t live the same life, trust me bro, I get it
When I’m sippin’, I don’t want no ice, take too long to feel it
Right before my show, I popped a P, it got me bustin’
Man, it’s been so cold, but let me see if your shit bustin’
I just hit a dime, but she’s a freak, that she above that
Let’s see who gon’ last to smoke this shit just like a lung test
Got a boxer like a sun chip, catch him pourin’ up
Pop his ass, spill his sun kiss
She a eater, and she bad, just do dumb shit
Face got hoes, hockey mask