HD4President - Bussin lyrics
[HD4President - Bussin lyrics]
Rockin' these motherfuckin' diamonds
VVS bust down on my left wrist
Reach for my motherfuckin' chain
(My motherfuckin' chain)
Pussy boy, boy, you must got a death wish
I'm in LA with a bitch out of Vegas
Pull out the Maybach, I love the Mercedes
I took a shot of that Henn', now I'm faded
Drop hit after hit, I been goin' too crazy
VVS diamonds, your diamonds fugazi
Drippin' like water, I swear I'm too wavy
All of y'all niggas be soundin' outdated
Gave racks to my mama
She glad that I made it
Hop in the coupe, just me and you
Shawty, let's take us a ride tonight
Fifty racks on me, just me and my homie
I swear you can't fuck up my vibe tonight
Bitch, I'm bussin' (Bitch, I'm bussin') , ayy
All this damn money on me, swear to
God I can't trust you, ayy, yeah, yeah
Keep a whole blicky on me, nigga
Know I'm clutching, ayy, yeah, yeah
All of my niggas gon' eat
Really came up from nothing
I really came up from nothing
Bitch, I'm bussin'
Hold up a four of that lean
I'm in a room with a ho on her knees
Pretty bad bitch, got like four on my team
And she do what I want 'cause
She know what I need
Ho don't even smoke, she gon' roll up my weed
I'm out in Cali, I might just get high
Puffin' on Runtz, three-point-five in a blunt
Duke just passed me that shit, man
I swear that shit fire
Ayy, came up from nothing (Nothing)
We gotta make it, that's why I go grind
Ayy, ain't no discussion
Drop hit after hit, I been out of my mind
Too many bitches wan' fuck
I can't fuck 'em all
I hit that ho from the back
Then I'm bussin' off i want a plaque
What the fuck is you fussin' 'bout?
Ran up the racks, now my diamonds
They bussin' out (HD)
Bitch, I'm bussin' (Bitch, I'm bussin') , ayy
All this damn money on me, swear to
God I can't trust you, ayy, yeah, yeah
Keep a whole blicky on me, nigga
Know I'm clutching, ayy, yeah, yeah
All of my niggas gon' eat
Really came up from nothing
I really came up from nothing
Bitch, I'm bussin'
VVS bust down on my left wrist
Reach for my motherfuckin' chain
(My motherfuckin' chain)
Pussy boy, boy, you must got a death wish
I'm in LA with a bitch out of Vegas
Pull out the Maybach, I love the Mercedes
I took a shot of that Henn', now I'm faded
Drop hit after hit, I been goin' too crazy
VVS diamonds, your diamonds fugazi
Drippin' like water, I swear I'm too wavy
All of y'all niggas be soundin' outdated
Gave racks to my mama
She glad that I made it
Hop in the coupe, just me and you
Shawty, let's take us a ride tonight
Fifty racks on me, just me and my homie
I swear you can't fuck up my vibe tonight
Bitch, I'm bussin' (Bitch, I'm bussin') , ayy
All this damn money on me, swear to
God I can't trust you, ayy, yeah, yeah
Keep a whole blicky on me, nigga
Know I'm clutching, ayy, yeah, yeah
All of my niggas gon' eat
Really came up from nothing
I really came up from nothing
Bitch, I'm bussin'
Hold up a four of that lean
I'm in a room with a ho on her knees
Pretty bad bitch, got like four on my team
And she do what I want 'cause
She know what I need
Ho don't even smoke, she gon' roll up my weed
I'm out in Cali, I might just get high
Puffin' on Runtz, three-point-five in a blunt
Duke just passed me that shit, man
I swear that shit fire
Ayy, came up from nothing (Nothing)
We gotta make it, that's why I go grind
Ayy, ain't no discussion
Drop hit after hit, I been out of my mind
Too many bitches wan' fuck
I can't fuck 'em all
I hit that ho from the back
Then I'm bussin' off i want a plaque
What the fuck is you fussin' 'bout?
Ran up the racks, now my diamonds
They bussin' out (HD)
Bitch, I'm bussin' (Bitch, I'm bussin') , ayy
All this damn money on me, swear to
God I can't trust you, ayy, yeah, yeah
Keep a whole blicky on me, nigga
Know I'm clutching, ayy, yeah, yeah
All of my niggas gon' eat
Really came up from nothing
I really came up from nothing
Bitch, I'm bussin'