K-Rino - Buss One lyrics
[K-Rino - Buss One lyrics]
AC chill is in the house
My boy Pharaoh in the house
Yeah, and last but not least, K-Rino
This how we do it
I’m about to buss one fool, I might buss two
Y’all boys better get to me
Before I get to you
I’m bringing aggravated shit that roll
Up and straight blast
We real OGs dropping them Bs on your ass
Man, you think I care about
Your record being a hit
When they played it on the radio
My dog laughed at that shit
If a girl get out of line
And start dissing my flow
I’ll pop her titties like balloons and
Let the air out them hoes
It’s a promise if you player hate
I’m bound to get with ya
In the dictionary under trick
They showing your picture
Don’t be stepping up to K-Rino
Like one of them fellers
You rode my beat so much
The rising astroworld getting jealous
When I start to busting rounds
Best believe you a goner
Ain’t no use in tryna zigzag
My lyrics turn corners
Translate African hieroglyphics into
Rhyme state
I’ll leave rappers choking and throwing
Up food they never ate
Boy, you just don’t know I’m so
Mad I’m about to get crunk
I’m madder than a prostitute in
A house full of punks
This little sucker saw my poster
Start hating again
But my preacher it and caught
Him dead in the chin
I’m about to bust two fools
I might bust three
Y’all boys can’t rip like my partner AC
I’m bringing aggravated shit that roll
Up and straight blast
Three real OGs dropping them Bs on your ass
My boy Pharaoh in the house
Yeah, and last but not least, K-Rino
This how we do it
I’m about to buss one fool, I might buss two
Y’all boys better get to me
Before I get to you
I’m bringing aggravated shit that roll
Up and straight blast
We real OGs dropping them Bs on your ass
Man, you think I care about
Your record being a hit
When they played it on the radio
My dog laughed at that shit
If a girl get out of line
And start dissing my flow
I’ll pop her titties like balloons and
Let the air out them hoes
It’s a promise if you player hate
I’m bound to get with ya
In the dictionary under trick
They showing your picture
Don’t be stepping up to K-Rino
Like one of them fellers
You rode my beat so much
The rising astroworld getting jealous
When I start to busting rounds
Best believe you a goner
Ain’t no use in tryna zigzag
My lyrics turn corners
Translate African hieroglyphics into
Rhyme state
I’ll leave rappers choking and throwing
Up food they never ate
Boy, you just don’t know I’m so
Mad I’m about to get crunk
I’m madder than a prostitute in
A house full of punks
This little sucker saw my poster
Start hating again
But my preacher it and caught
Him dead in the chin
I’m about to bust two fools
I might bust three
Y’all boys can’t rip like my partner AC
I’m bringing aggravated shit that roll
Up and straight blast
Three real OGs dropping them Bs on your ass