Busta Rhymes

Lyrics

[Chorus] I'm tryna run a hundred thousand up a hundred times I put a switch on my AR, sound like Busta Rhymes I'm serious, nigga, please don't give me funny vibes I'll do whatever for the gang, 'cause I love the guys Talking to a real nigga, look me in my fucking eyes She thought I was gon' be broke for life, I'm rich, surprise My lil bitch freaky in the bed, people think she's shy [Verse] She know I tell her [?] if I tell a lie I'll run a hundred thousand up, just [?] I'll leave the house broke, come back with some dog shit These hoes don't know who to choose, 'cause we all in I ain't buying verses with my rap money, I bought all bricks My bitches hardheaded, they gon' [?] on soft shit I gave my mama and my sister money, for I bought a kit You oha me money, got me looking for you, [?] My lil bitch don't want no lil niggas, she like bossy shit I don't wanna be around the old niggas that ain't talking shit My plug say he got some boes for me, he like call me quick Beat a skinny nigga up with buffs on, I almost lost my shit If I get caught with my [?] on, I'ma toss that bitch I get a nigga touched down, like [?] [?] rap niggas dying, it's like [?] These niggas be acting [?] like my hoes Please don't touch that cheese, if it's not your's These niggas'll fuck your road up, like pottholes I ain't fucking with no hoes that ain't got goals You know we roll the beef up, like some tacos It's crazy, I never smoke weed, always got boes [?] calling me a baby, like I'm not grown [?] cool, I don't want it if it's not [?] It ain't shit to get a nigga pressed, like a hot coam I get a whole nigga off, like I'm not on I keep [?] with me, 'cause he drop shit I did good, and made all my hoes toxic All across the world on stages, rocking shit And I still ain't signed my name on a document I ain't 'bout to do no work, but I profited My lil bitch got all the Chanel bags, no [?] Meet me at the White House of the ghetto, tryna politic [?] baking soda in the water, I'm tryna lock this shit We bought the big AR's, [?] hockey sticks [?] die in this bitch [Chorus] I'm tryna run a hundred thousand up a hundred times I put a switch on my AR, sound like Busta Rhymes I'm serious, nigga, please don't give me funny vibes I'll do whatever for the gang, 'cause I love the guys Talking to a real nigga, look me in my fucking eyes She thought I was gon' be broke for life, I'm rich, surprise My lil bitch freaky in the bed, people think she's shy