M24, Vigiland - Buss It lyrics
[M24, Vigiland - Buss It lyrics]
Shout my Swedish girls, tell 'em
"Hold it down"
Last week
Was on the block tryna hold it down
I can hop on any beat
They don't know this sound
Money comin' mile a minute and
It's comin' in pounds
Push me to the edge and
I'll show you 'bout wild
Lost child from the bricks
Now I got bare clout
I don't like this girl 'cause
She got bare mouth
Chat too much, you better keep it down
Buss it, buss it
I was on the block like, "Fuck it"
I love it, I really love it
This money make this bad one suck it (Uh, uh)
Bruk it, JB bruk it
I'm like Pat, when I shoot
They're duckin'
(Yes)
Duckin', they're duckin' (Uh, uh)
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin' (Uh)
Buss it, buss it
Buss it, buss-buss it (Uh, uh)
Buss it, buss it
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin'
Buss it, buss it
Buss it, buss-buss it (Uh, uh)
Buss it, buss it
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin'
Good food, good rap
I've got the best of both
And if you're talkin' 'bout gyal
I've had the best of those
M24, they say I'm next to blow
But I'm still fully gassed up like Texaco
Are you involved? Bro, let me know
We do it like them boys in Mexico
And if you don't know, then get to know
I was out on them blocks, tryna let it blow
Let it blow
I was out on them blocks, tryna let it blow
The snow, we got it, we don't let it show
And this Swedish girl, she won't let me go
She won't let me go, she won't leave me
I was in a Audi whip, movin' TT
No midi, straight TT
And I love it when this bad one tease me
Buss it, buss it
I was on the block like, "Fuck it"
I love it, I really love it
This money make this bad one suck it (Uh, uh)
Bruk it, JB bruk it
I'm like Pat, when I shoot
They're duckin'
(Yes)
Duckin', they're duckin' (Uh, uh)
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin' (Uh)
Buss it (Uh) , buss it
Buss it, buss-buss it (Uh, uh)
Buss it, buss it
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin'
Buss it, buss it
Buss it, buss-buss it (Uh, uh)
Buss it, buss it
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin'
"Hold it down"
Last week
Was on the block tryna hold it down
I can hop on any beat
They don't know this sound
Money comin' mile a minute and
It's comin' in pounds
Push me to the edge and
I'll show you 'bout wild
Lost child from the bricks
Now I got bare clout
I don't like this girl 'cause
She got bare mouth
Chat too much, you better keep it down
Buss it, buss it
I was on the block like, "Fuck it"
I love it, I really love it
This money make this bad one suck it (Uh, uh)
Bruk it, JB bruk it
I'm like Pat, when I shoot
They're duckin'
(Yes)
Duckin', they're duckin' (Uh, uh)
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin' (Uh)
Buss it, buss it
Buss it, buss-buss it (Uh, uh)
Buss it, buss it
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin'
Buss it, buss it
Buss it, buss-buss it (Uh, uh)
Buss it, buss it
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin'
Good food, good rap
I've got the best of both
And if you're talkin' 'bout gyal
I've had the best of those
M24, they say I'm next to blow
But I'm still fully gassed up like Texaco
Are you involved? Bro, let me know
We do it like them boys in Mexico
And if you don't know, then get to know
I was out on them blocks, tryna let it blow
Let it blow
I was out on them blocks, tryna let it blow
The snow, we got it, we don't let it show
And this Swedish girl, she won't let me go
She won't let me go, she won't leave me
I was in a Audi whip, movin' TT
No midi, straight TT
And I love it when this bad one tease me
Buss it, buss it
I was on the block like, "Fuck it"
I love it, I really love it
This money make this bad one suck it (Uh, uh)
Bruk it, JB bruk it
I'm like Pat, when I shoot
They're duckin'
(Yes)
Duckin', they're duckin' (Uh, uh)
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin' (Uh)
Buss it (Uh) , buss it
Buss it, buss-buss it (Uh, uh)
Buss it, buss it
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin'
Buss it, buss it
Buss it, buss-buss it (Uh, uh)
Buss it, buss it
Creep up, aim, I'm bussin'