bussin' - juice wrld lyrics
[intro]
we got london on the track
i’m in london, got my beat from london
[verse]
30 in my body, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, yeah
choppa on me, yeah it’s bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, yeah
you ain’t talkin’ money, no discussion, ‘scussion, yeah
i’ma f*ck that b*tch until she cummin’, cummin’, yeah
keep my hand on my pole as i watch her dance all on the pole
locked and loaded, .40, blow it, yeah, i’m down to go
won’t let a n*gga or a b*tch put they hands on my soul
i fly high, don’t fall
i fly high, don’t fall
now it’s a good time to talk to momma on a song
sorry mom, i admit i did coke
sorry mom, i admit i did pour
8 in a f*ckin’ 20 ounce, oh no
i put my pain in that f*ckin’ 20 ounce, i know
she mix the purple with the white, call that sh*t snow cone
she know my money long
i fly high, don’t fall
i fly high, don’t fall
for that green i shoot you in your face, n*gga i’m larry birdy
for the team i’m bound to catch a case and leave the tooly squirting
throw the green, she dancin’ in the club, she got her booty twerkin’
i ain’t even wanna go to the club, i’m a different person
every time i walk into the club, i got molly workin’
i’m in too deep, when we f*ck, i’m a molly surgeon
maybe i should put the drugs down, i got a bigger purpose
allow me to prioritize
i fly high, don’t fall
i fly high, don’t fall
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