Buss It

Lyrics

[Intro] (808 Mafia) [Verse 1 DCG Shun] (Uh) (Uhuh) Fire this bitch right off da rip Ya homie nem died you still ain't do shit (Uh) Don't make me hop out da whip I caught his ass walking and gave him a Lyft (Yea, Take this ride) 40 Glock on me right under da drip(40) I rap but shoot like I play for da Knicks (Shoot 2x) Niggas be dangling shopping for kicks Got hit in ya shit getting fresh for a bitch (Fire 2x) [Hook DCG Bsavv] You got a gun, buss it (Uh) We still outside, Thugging (Uh) He gotta hide, fuck it (Uh) We still a cause, ruckus (Uh) Shoot out da whip, bugging (Uh) Bitches be calling me husband (Uh) We packing up shit, luggage (Uh) We a shoot up where you clubbing [Verse 2 DCG Bsavv] You know we can't fuck wit da lights on Got on my jam we could fuck wit da ice on I hate da opps who be saying they psycho Shoot up dis bitch never know how da night go They know I'm still rolling wit white folks He got da plugs for sеlling da right dope I swing da Drake like it's practicing high notеs Long live da guys tell 'em rest up Black Glo You know I'm still watching da back door Tripping and shit damn near blew at my shadow You in da raq getting mice with a rapper These bitches be lying they should be a actor It get cold in da raq so I bought me a Mac Don't pass him dat gun he look like he average 4 door coop I ain't riding wit a passenger Live of da 4s we turned out savage (Uh) [Hook DCG Bsavv] You got a gun, buss it (Uh) We still outside, Thugging (Uh) He gotta hide, fuck it (Uh) We still a cause, ruckus (Uh) Shoot out da whip, bugging (Uh) Bitches be calling me husband (Uh) We packing up shit, luggage (Uh) We a shoot up where you clubbing [Verse 3 DCG Shun] Aye, I never told you to tell dat I really scam like Omni Da Hellcat (Uh) Buy you a brick and smell dat Never go back to da shit dat got held back Say you was broke , my nigga prevail dat (Yeah) A killer wit brains don't go where da jail at Bitch I got a bag I'm signing a nail tech(I do) You gone get paid where ever my nails at (Look Bitch, Uh) I just told sizzle to send dat I need motivation so bring out da Maybach D.Y. Be tripping like bro you gone make dat Brodie was right so I couldn't even say shit (You right tho) Put me on da top of da A list I really get fresh in most of da latest (I'm fresh) I'm tryna balance and put up my savings I'm not begging for money in none of my prayers (Aye Look) I really grew up around players (I did) Walking on shit treat shit like stairs (Walking 2x) Kick it wit niggas bitch I ain't da bears (Goofy 2x) I knew da was fucking just look at da shares (Look) Niggas be lame for sells (I hate em) Niggas be goofy they lame as hell (Bitch) I knew back in school this nigga a tell (And) I know some people that though I would fail (Ok) [Hook DCG Bsavv] You got a gun, buss it (Uh) We still outside, Thugging (Uh) He gotta hide, fuck it (Uh) We still a cause, ruckus (Uh) Shoot out da whip, bugging (Uh) Bitches be calling me husband (Uh) We packing up shit, luggage (Uh) We a shoot up where you clubbing You got a gun, buss it (Uh) We still outside, Thugging (Uh) He gotta hide, fuck it (Uh) We still a cause, ruckus (Uh) Shoot out da whip, bugging (Uh) Bitches be calling me husband (Uh) We packing up shit, luggage (Uh) We a shoot up where you clubbing