Bu$tinG!

Treat the rap game like its crack Give them a hit They get hooked on a line And I promise you they gone come back i$hwet wit the shits If you get outta line Then ya cheek get equipped with a smack I say what it is And these niggas be lying Send dem boys up to Lids With that cap Call da plug And we busting, we busting, we busting Busting them bags out the pack Flipping and getting it back Made a cologne out the sack Rolled up a wood in da 'lac All bout the money and power That mean i demand my respect So if you do not throw in the towel I go ref and get foul with the That's drastic I like my shawty petite Wit a booty so big, you would think it was plastic Eat her up, bon appetit If I'm blessed with the pink imma stretch it, gymnastic I like em boujee and sassy They like it freaky and nasty Young nigga got his degree When you fuckin wit me Better keep that shit classy Fresh out of college These bitches ask how i been I can't even call it F*ck that hoe, I want her friend Turn her to a dickaholic Shawty too t'd off a ten Bounce on the dick like hydraulics Beat up the pussy, I'm brolic Beat up the pussy I'm beating that shit What the f*ck do you mean Man, when i f*ck She start pulling and reaching for shit And I'm keeping it clean Bust on her bean, tell her Dont you be greedy lil bitch You dont want it, I know that you need it lil bitch Get to ratatat-tatting, I'm beating that bitch out the box Big Red Dawg when i walk on the block Call the Big i$hwet cuz i walk with this glock Bust out the, bust out the, bust out the, bust out the, bus out the, bus out the sack I got the Rick Owens off of the bag That mean the Ricky is holding them racks You will get rick rolled if you talk bout the i$hwet Ima cross a lil boy off the map Getting white chalked Got an extended pole For the Peter roll F*ck it look like man i never need a hoe If they asking me, i never seen them folks Choppa burn off his top like it's chemo Hot on the block F*ck all the opps and the shop where we chop 40 will f*ck you and knock out your socks I feel like Mutumbo One finger wave and I'll clear the whole block Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it Bust onna bad bitch I gotta bad bitch I'm bouta spazz bitch That 50? It shoot up the pole And straight out the mag bitch 50 round magazine It sound like madness iTaLi, iLaTi, iTaLi, iLaTi, iTaLi, iLaTi I run with the bags everlasting Scrape this shit up and i wrap it in plastic I'm at the top of this bitch serving addicts My niggas the type catch you lacking In traffic, shell shock that nigga with that static Yeah I'm wit the bloodhounds Going dumb Yeah my niggas going rampant