Bussin'

30 rounds I'm finna clown Red dot got him ducking down Was a virgin She fucking now Not from the Nap Fly her out of town Cross that line now you outta bounds Deaf pack cause I'm smoking loud You a fed bitch move around If you got a strap Better shoot me now Cause I'm rolling Bussin' Shit might get disgusting Blood all on my shirt Cause he acted like he something But he nothin' Stuntin' Acting like he gunnin' Bro just really shitty Cause his bitch is out here fucking Bitch she bussin' Bussin' Shit might get disgusting Blood all on my shirt Cause he acted like he something But he nothin' Stuntin' Acting like he gunnin' Bro just really shitty Cause his bitch is out here fucking Bitch she bussin' Fucked around and died wrong F*ck the styrofoam My mind cold Suck this dick, she love the way I treat her She a eater Smoking dope no Wiz Khalifa, wait Big bag like I'm moving Pursuing the check Run up and flex Run up and get hit with the tech Glock too heavy that shit bussin' back Imma run off and you get nothing back Bitch I'm cooking up Look at us Yeah we looking tough Look at you All your squad, looking like some bucks Big enough, that Glock is big enough To f*ck you up, better duck He ain't duck enough 30 rounds I'm finna clown Red dot got him ducking down Was a virgin She fucking now Not from the Nap Fly her out of town Cross that line now you outta bounds Deaf pack cause I'm smoking loud You a fed bitch move around If you got a strap Better shoot me now Cause I'm rollin' Bussin' Shit might get disgusting Blood all on my shirt Cause he acted like he something But he nothin' Stuntin' Acting like he gunnin' Bro just really shitty cause his bitch is out here fucking Bitch she bussin' Bussin' Shit might get disgusting Blood all on my shirt Cause he acted like he something But he nothin' Stuntin' Acting like he gunnin' Bro just really shitty Cause his bitch is out here fucking Bitch she bussin' Wait So very rare like a steak, hoe Gotta white bitch 'cross the border Getting them pesos I don't play, hoe Imma get that cake No need to bake Bitch, let's get it straight Do I need to demonstrate with the K Imma draw down like I mothafuckin' trace Riding Forgiatos like a mothafuckin' race Do the bleach good I don't ever leave no trace Wait what he say I don't even know I just might pull up in the coupe with yo hoe Four door, got Noose in the back Tuggin' on that strap cause I never fucking lack Make yo sky black, that's not blue What you gon' mufuckin' do