BUSS BACK (feat. Santana Block)

I don't need the keys, we got the driver I just need my piece, to take this higher I don't wanna link, I need a rider Need a bad bitch chanel attire P.S.A., I lit the fire up, her heart desires Money, blue checks, and better liars Kid inspired, I usually give myself a feature But lil bro go'n spin the tire Hey you, yeah, it's nice to meet you Cuban light skin, Mexican señorita Hit the 60 south, hit AB for the re'up I'm at the capitol, dawg, I swear I'm T'd up You move a little, weird, I made a call for a clean up Sliding' in Miami, yeah my dogs got the heat up Just take what you want from me I just wanted honesty Bust back, baby, bust back Bust back, baby, bust back Bust back, baby, bust back Bust back, baby, bust back Usually in the cut, but I'm grindin' Say she want somebody to vibe with We could catch a flight, I'm the pilot We be talkin' money all dailects I ain't mean to brag, how It look, bae Came in with a swag, got you shook, bae You know I'ma read you like a book, bae Hittin' all the shots that I took, bae Hittin' all the spots, you ain't know, huh Ridin' with me, you about to glow, huh Made a couple plays up on the road, huh We ain't gotta stay up on the low, huh I just wanna show you Just take what you want from me I just wanted honesty Bust back, baby, bust back Bust back, baby, bust back Bust back, baby, bust back Bust back, baby, bust back