Hopsin - Bus Pass lyrics

Yo, my family never had cheese
The pain ate us
My mom would always say not to
Hang with the gang bangers
So most of my life I would
Chill with the same skaters
Bustin' up curbs 'til cops would vacate us
And every other day
I wore the same old shirt
Had a lot of roaches, but the Raid won't work
The girls I'd try to holler at
They don't flirt
'Cause in Hollywood, they wanna
See your payroll first, check it
But, I don't even got a dime for these niggas
I done made residuals off of
The rhymes I done spit
Lot of little niggas clowning 'cause
Time I done spent
Tryna buzz, your life's great
But mine is a bitch
Yo, it's times like this that
I regret dropping out
But on the mic, I got a bite like a crocodile
Let me see your tig bitties, girl
Pop 'em out
Hopsin, I'm the nigga niggas talkin' 'bout

I can't even grow in a mustache
And plus I'm pickin' girls up with a bus pass
What's my name? (Hop, hop, hop, hop)
Uh, huh (Hop, hop) , uh huh (Hop, hop)
What's my name? (Hop, hop, hop, hop)
Uh, huh (Hop, hop) , uh huh (Hop, hop)

Yo, yo, isolated 'cause I use to get beat up
Looked down on 'cause I never achieved much
I'm not the type to get put on
The spot and then freeze up
Never been a fan of Soulja
Boy because he sucks
Whoops, I didn't mean to get
Your nerves all jumpin'
We could bang to the Navy
Say we heard y'all bumpin'
And for all my drunk niggas
Keep the Smirnoff coming
'Til you try to jump in your
Whip and then swerve off something, uh
Now let me tell you why
The world don't like me
'Cause, I'm a motherfuckin' jerk
No tight jeans and you can tell it from my
Eyes when the light beam
My hot flow is so cold like ice cream
I'm hittin' niggas with the oxymorons
My ex girlfriend'll tell you Hop's a moron
But don't be a fool, you
Should lock your doors, son
'Cause there's a lot of rappers
I'ma drop the torch on

I can't even grow in a mustache
And plus I'm pickin' girls up with a bus pass
What's my name? (Hop, hop, hop, hop)
Uh, huh (Hop, hop) , uh huh (Hop, hop)
What's my name? (Hop, hop, hop, hop)
Uh, huh (Hop, hop) , uh huh (Hop, hop)

You wanna battle
Little niggas? I'll serve you
'Cause, I be going in like I got a curfew
Most of you niggas gettin'
Paid don't deserve to
Now bang your motherfuckin' head
'til it hurts you
The new dude, check my video on YouTube
'Cause at the moment
I'll be lucky to get two views
Fuck ballin', I'm too lazy to shoot hoops
I should shoot you with the deuce-deuce
Maybe that'll make my pocks grow larger
Can't sell like I lost my charger
Girls yellin' out, "Hop, go harder"
Maybe I can cut, but I'm not no barber (Nah)
West Coast, throw it up like a hangover
Kool-Aid in my cup 'cause I stay sober (yeah)
I got ADHD, I'm a straight goner (yeah)
You don't feel me? Nigga, make the bass lower

I can't even grow in a mustache
And plus I'm pickin' girls up with a bus pass
What's my name? (Hop, hop, hop, hop)
Uh, huh (Hop, hop) , uh huh (Hop, hop)
What's my name? (Hop, hop, hop, hop)
Uh, huh (Hop, hop) , uh huh (Hop, hop)