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Latto - Bussdown (Visualizer) ft. Kodak Black
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Latto
Latto
Vocals
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alyssa Stephens
Alyssa Stephens
Songwriter
Vanessa Carlton
Vanessa Carlton
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Terence Williams
Terence Williams
Songwriter
Jason Cornet
Jason Cornet
Songwriter
Ivory Scott IV
Ivory Scott IV
Songwriter
Jaucquez Lowe
Jaucquez Lowe
Songwriter
Joshua Parker
Joshua Parker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
OG Parker
OG Parker
Producer
Sage Skolfield
Sage Skolfield
Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Mixing Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Additional Producer
Joey Galvan
Joey Galvan
Engineer
Pharaoh
Pharaoh
Engineer
Tenroc
Tenroc
Producer
Romano
Romano
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
200 racks on me
Brand new AMG
Prada on me and a bussdown
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me
[Verse 2]
VVS Diamonds on me, baby
Feeling like I made it
Got it out the mud without no handout
I'm getting money
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
[Verse 3]
Couple bitches praying that I fall
Real diamonds they ain't got a flaw
It ain't nothing to cut a **** off
Can't tell me I don't put on for the South
Circle small, feel like I seen it all
Young bitch, I be blowing through it like I might not see tomorrow
Ain't no pressure, count my blessings
I don't really need no ****
Watched all my friends turned into opps
So I don't really got no feelings
Birkin, new bag alert
These hoes be bad and burned
I see these bitches took the big, no cap, I did it first
Bitch
[Verse 4]
200 racks on me
Brand new AMG
Prada on me and a bussdown
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me
[Verse 5]
VVS Diamonds on me, baby
Feeling like I made it
Got it out the mud without no handout
I'm getting money
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
[Verse 6]
500 racks for the Pateks, I'm getting richy
I used AMIRI jeans for recreation
I hit the lotto, dawg, I powerball, I'm serving bases
I smoke a Zaro, dawg, the Black and Mild ain't what you thinking
How could you ever even sleep on me?
I skeet on her, she skeet on me
She never had the ZOD, I make it hard to cheat on me
You the only bitch who got a verse
I might candy paint a hearse
And lift it up, I know you heard
That when it's up, I'm shooting first
I'm getting money baby, dry cash for the hitman
Bussing down the ink can, bussing down on anything
Hit the left on discount, swerve the vert, switch lanes
I'm in the cut with a blick man, I'm dragging my nuts, my dick hanging
[Verse 7]
200 racks on me
Brand new AMG
Prada on me and a bussdown
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me
[Verse 8]
VVS Diamonds on me, baby
Feeling like I made it
Got it out the mud without no handout
I'm getting money
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
Written by: Alyssa Stephens, Bill K. Kapri, Boyden, Ivory Scott IV, Jason Cornet, Jaucquez Marquis Lowe, Joshua Isaih Parker, T.Romano, Tabius Tate, Terence Williams, Vanessa Carlton
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