Kodak Black, Latto - Bussdown lyrics
Kodak Black [Dieuson Octave] Pompano Beach, Florida, U.S
Latto [Alyssa Stephens] Columbus, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kodak Black, Latto - Bussdown lyrics]
Yeah
Big Latto
Romano
Yeah
OG Parker
Two-hundred racks on me (Cash)
Brand new AMG (Skrrt)
Prada on me and a bustdown (Ice)
La-la-la, I'm gettin’ money
Everywhere I go
I gotta keep it on me (Bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (Ice)
Feelin' like I made it (Ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin’ money (Cash)
They ain't fuck with me back then
Now they all on me
Couple bitches prayin' that I fall
Real diamonds, they ain't got a flaw
It ain't nothin' to cut a nigga off
Can't tell me I don't put on for the South
Circle small (Yeah)
Feel like I seen it all (Yeah)
Dumb bitch, I be blowin’ through it like
I might not see tomorrow
Ain’t no pressure, count my blessings
I don't really need no nigga (Need no nigga)
Watched all my friends turn into opps, s
O I don’t really got no feelings
(Got no feelings)
Birkin, new bag alert (Brrt)
These hoes be bad and burnt (Brrt)
I see these bitches took the big, no cap
I did it first (Haha) , bitch
Two-hundred racks on me (Cash)
Brand new AMG (Skrrt)
Prada on me and a bustdown (Ice)
La-la-la, I'm gettin' money
Everywhere I go
I gotta keep it on me (Bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (Ice)
Feelin' like I made it (Ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I’m gettin' money (Cash)
They ain't fuck with me back then
Now they all on me
Seventy-five hundred racks
For the Pateks, I'm gettin' real cheese
I use the 'Miri jeans for recreation
I hit the Latto, dawg
I Powerball some servin' bases
I flew up a zaro, dawg
The Black & Mild ain't what you thinkin'
How could you ever even sleep on me?
I skeet on her, she skeet on me
She ain't never had a ZOE
I make it hard to cheat on me
Be the only bitch who got a purse
I might candy paint her hearse
And lift it up, I know you heard
And when it's up, I'm shootin' first
I'm gettin' money, baby
Drop cash for the hitman
Bustin' down an ink pen
Bustin' down anything
Hit the left on Biscayne
Swerve the Vert', switch lanes
I'm in the cut with a blick, mane
I'm draggin' my nuts, my dick hang
Two-hundred racks on me (Cash)
Brand new AMG (Skrrt)
Prada on me and a bustdown (Ice)
La-la-la, I'm gettin' money
Everywhere I go
I gotta keep it on me (Bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (Ice)
Feelin' like I made it (Ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin' money (Cash)
They ain't fuck with me back then
Now they all on me
Big Latto
Romano
Yeah
OG Parker
Two-hundred racks on me (Cash)
Brand new AMG (Skrrt)
Prada on me and a bustdown (Ice)
La-la-la, I'm gettin’ money
Everywhere I go
I gotta keep it on me (Bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (Ice)
Feelin' like I made it (Ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin’ money (Cash)
They ain't fuck with me back then
Now they all on me
Couple bitches prayin' that I fall
Real diamonds, they ain't got a flaw
It ain't nothin' to cut a nigga off
Can't tell me I don't put on for the South
Circle small (Yeah)
Feel like I seen it all (Yeah)
Dumb bitch, I be blowin’ through it like
I might not see tomorrow
Ain’t no pressure, count my blessings
I don't really need no nigga (Need no nigga)
Watched all my friends turn into opps, s
O I don’t really got no feelings
(Got no feelings)
Birkin, new bag alert (Brrt)
These hoes be bad and burnt (Brrt)
I see these bitches took the big, no cap
I did it first (Haha) , bitch
Two-hundred racks on me (Cash)
Brand new AMG (Skrrt)
Prada on me and a bustdown (Ice)
La-la-la, I'm gettin' money
Everywhere I go
I gotta keep it on me (Bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (Ice)
Feelin' like I made it (Ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I’m gettin' money (Cash)
They ain't fuck with me back then
Now they all on me
Seventy-five hundred racks
For the Pateks, I'm gettin' real cheese
I use the 'Miri jeans for recreation
I hit the Latto, dawg
I Powerball some servin' bases
I flew up a zaro, dawg
The Black & Mild ain't what you thinkin'
How could you ever even sleep on me?
I skeet on her, she skeet on me
She ain't never had a ZOE
I make it hard to cheat on me
Be the only bitch who got a purse
I might candy paint her hearse
And lift it up, I know you heard
And when it's up, I'm shootin' first
I'm gettin' money, baby
Drop cash for the hitman
Bustin' down an ink pen
Bustin' down anything
Hit the left on Biscayne
Swerve the Vert', switch lanes
I'm in the cut with a blick, mane
I'm draggin' my nuts, my dick hang
Two-hundred racks on me (Cash)
Brand new AMG (Skrrt)
Prada on me and a bustdown (Ice)
La-la-la, I'm gettin' money
Everywhere I go
I gotta keep it on me (Bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (Ice)
Feelin' like I made it (Ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin' money (Cash)
They ain't fuck with me back then
Now they all on me