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get 2 bussin - g herbo lyrics

[produced by metro boomin]

[hook: lil bibby]
i’m gone get this money, that’s on everything
i just hit the trap and sold everything
pussy niggas talk and ain’t know anything
married to the money need a wedding ring
and when it comes to b-tches, i don’t trust ’em
i fuck her then i p-ss her to my brother
police -ss niggas with that cuffin’
try to run up on us, we gon get to bussin’

[verse 1: lil herb & lil bibby]
ay, niggas hatin’, i say fuck ’em
met a b-tch i really like, but i don’t love her
ay, niggas workin’ under cover, ay
got a bid now you tellin’ on your brother, ay
you lil dirty motherfucker, ay
them yellow tips open him up, ketchup and mustard, ay
i put them k!llers on your -ss, fuck nigga owe me cash
see them blue lights, i’mma smash 200 on my dash
ay, balmains, two racks on my -ss
hella skrilla in my pockets, my shit look like pads
ay, i like my money and my b-tches fast
if that b-tch ain’t bad, steve nash, i’mma p-ss
i’mma addict, smoking weed, hash, dip and dab
you can’t name a hoe that we ain’t smash, your b-tch is trash
i’m in miami popping bottles don’t p-ss me no gl-sses
smoking dope hop out the ‘rari carpet full of ashes
ay, i got a .40 and that b-tch plastic
i just bought a desert eagle, i can’t wait to blast it
everything i do illegal, b-tch i ain’t no pastor
leanin’ hard, i got my seatbelt on cause i be crashin’

[verse 2: lil herb]
i just went on my last b-tch and fucked her buddy
dropped two zips in a rootbeer now my shit muddy
i used to save my dubs up to reach 100
now when i run them bands up, at least a 100
and i came from nothin’
used to share clothes and my bro, niggas thought it was funny
now my shirt givenchy
my belt louie v and my boxers versace
and i am not in the illuminati
for my birthday i might just pull up in a tesla or a brand new maserati

- g herbo lyrics

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