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my n*ggas train to kick a doe and go and get sum moe

hunnids ina safe
so f*ck i’m finna pop ah stove

no we not going fishing but we got poles

and them want beef
no tacos but sh*lls

everytime they see me
why them n*ggas always bell

but where was n*ggas at when i fighting up in jail

n*ggas got shanks finna squabble ina cell

forgot about me ain’t no b*tch send no mail

n*ggas know kno them bayline n*ggas name ring bells

i’m the type to have a gun fresh out on bell

and you the type to hang around a n*gga that’ll tell

and every beat i be gassin sh*t
b*tch i’m propain
and where was you
when i was stressin ina court tank

ima trophy sum like top rank
bussdownpesos b*tch do whatever i say

hollowtips jalapeños when we send shots

this 40 make a n*gga dance
he gone diddy bop

me and my n*ggas we done chase down plenty opps

and i ain’t have no gloves
so i had use socks

smoke a n*gga like sum pot
hit em witta glock

i just want the top b*tch
cause you talk a lot

he gone dance millyrock
when his body drop

n*ggas scamming but still tryna flock
and i can’t let a n*gga take me way from my mom

main reason i be troopin with a fuccin chop

n*gga say he getting money
n*gga no you not

my n*ggas clutching ona
9 for the fuccin opp

young n*gga trippen 2 blowers like max pane

n*ggas ona gram they be poppin it for the fame

how you still broke and you sniffin on cocaine

pull up on them n*ggas
start runnin they hitting gates

thirsty ina field
so f*ck it im sn*tching chains

how you got a gun
when you bussin ain’t got no aim
middle school my n*ggas been totin thangs

and f*ck whatever you claim
feeling froggy leep n*gga please jump

i’m with yo b*tch and she gone suck it
til my knees num

one ina head gotta keep one
oh he a snitch that’s what led em to a street punk

young n*gga coolin
but i always keep a heat tuck

you ain’t bout that action
you just talkin on the beat tough

i’m up in traffic i be gassin
better keep up

i know y’all like
how i be gassin ona beat huh

street sweep slide thru
and we gone clean it

and if i’m not up ina benz
ima ima beamer

we finna poe the last 4oe
up ina liter

i had to make a short stop
derek jeter

and f*ck a b*tch
get out my way cause ion need her

she eat the d*ck and then i put it in between here

it’s politics so i attend to all the meetings

i’m robbin sh*t
no i ain’t with the meetin n greetin

accomplishment
you know i’m proud of my achievement

and if you ain’t getting chicken
why we beefing

this the type of sh*t
that make a n*gga wanna chip me

i got it wit me lil n*gga come try to me

no stocks 30 clips and them fifthys

yeah blue hunnids lotta fifthys
no this ain’t the same song but rob wit me

totin illegal weapon
we trippen up in they section

and you ain’t been around
where was you when sh*t hot hectic

u poppin hot sh*t talkin hot chili pepper
and ima dog ona b*tch
like a german shepard

i drop the ep and they was still sleeping
on me

them n*ggas hatin
main reason gotta keep on me

we tryna sn*tch a n*gga chain or take a n*gga rollie

don’t run up on me
the homie he got the 40 on nem

- bussdown pesos lyrics

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