Bussin! (WB Pt.2) [feat. Ray Vaughn]

Whoa, look, far as love go, ****, ain't got no suspects

Buss down wrist, buss a bitch and I buss checks, I'm bussin'

Aye, aye, aye (Bitch, I'm bussin')

Copped the AP, that shit came with a freak bitch (Han)

Ritz, top floor, only time I'm on some sweet shit (Han)

Land so many shots, wonder if they playin' defense (Han)

Look, take the rap game, make it a secret

That just mean I keep it

Ahead of my time, so far there ain't nothin' in recent

Love my city, loyal to the sea, man, I'm jumpin' off the deep end, I'm bussin'

Yeah, aye (Bitch, I'm bussin')

I can't play the back, that's what my pride do (Pride do)

She gon' pull up tryna give me IQ (I know she is)

Came from the dirt, feel like a fossil

Success up in the air and in my nostril (Whoa)

Crib look like a brothel (Whoa)

Gang shit, I pulled up with apostles

Host for when hospitality turn into hostile

A **** first pur that on the gospel, more paper than a novel, I'm bussin'

Aye, aye, far as love go, ****, ain't got no suspects (Vaughn)

Buss down wrist, buss a bitch and I buss checks (Aye)

Good weed, break a bitch down, leave her upset, I'm bussn'

Aye, look, aye, I'm bussin' down the VV's, I'm walkin' W

Fuck the teacher 'cause I learned more from the substitute

My dreams was to fuck my favorite actress, now it's comin' true

Wild Wild West so I'm known to keep a gun or two (A gun or two)

They don't know about this ****, I'm like Jon B (Or John Wick)

Murder with this ink and my bitch look like Ashanti (Ja Rule)

If she find another ****, still won't ever find peace (Never find peace)

I push dog food, but in that kitchen like a auntie

I drag shit like homecomin', when them hoes comin'?

I be in the streets like Road Runner, let me hold somethin'

Talkin' crazy, take his soul from him, give him a gold for me

Feds comin', I don't know nothin', I don't know nothin', bitch

Stupid ****, it's cool, I got all kind of class (Buss it, buss it)

Y'all run on sentences, where your commas at?

I go on y'all Instagram when I'm tryna laugh

Used to be a bum, now I walk up in a condo back, I'm bussin'

Aye, aye, aye, far as love goes, it ain't nobody I can trust yet

I don't wanna hear no bullshit about who up next

I buss down a brick, bus a bitch and I buss checks