School Trip

Lyrics

[Chorus: Young T & Bugsey] Yeah Night peice bussin' like a school trip (Ice) Make her lose it, she be actin' foolish Watch ya bestie he might be a judas (Ehh) In my new whip, dancing to the music... uh Stripper boots and they knee high Smoke a 3.5, just to rewind, yeah Celly' buzzing like a beehive Never on the decline, I'm just tryna feed mine [Verse 1: Young T] Put the diesel in the Chevy while I count my blessings (ooh) Blowing money, think I need a intervention Yeah the other side is green, put my mummy in Celine Pool by the beach, n***** understand your reach I just pulled up in the 5 with a Rollie, buss down All this was a dream, now we fuckin' touchdown 5 tatted on my body, this is fuckin' us now Shorty dumped me for that n*****, now she wanna cuff now Yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Bugsey] Told her hurry up, I'm in a rush like nicotine (Hurry up) Bro might make a ruckus, have a strop and cause a scene I was down and bummy, man I stopped to intevene Now I'm road raging in Mercedes GLE Bumping Biggy darling, it was all a dream Left her makeup on my jumper, Maybelline (This Maybelline) Bro finessed a pack, he turned the bread to Krispy Kreme Said her momma Coolie, she gon show me the cuisine [Chorus: Young T & Bugsey] Night piece bussin' like a school trip (Ice) Make her lose it, she be actin' foolish Watch ya bestie he might be a judas (Ehh) In my new whip, dancing to the music... uh Stripper boots and they knee high Smoke a 3.5, just to rewind, yeah Celly' buzzing like a beehive Never on the decline, I'm just tryna feed mine [Verse 3: Young T] Said she want a real n****, shawty come fuck wit me Michelin at the Eiffel Tower, we overseas I'm in my Monclizzy, I cannot feel the breeze Only thing that I'm tuckin is my only rosary [Verse 4: Bugsey] I'm on the way to ya, I got some Nick and a 8th for ya My n***** we break the law [?] I made her come when I ate the box Mhmm, zoobie I'm baking off I showed my demons off Now I'm in Christian cloth [Verse 5: Young T] I was seen, straight cuffin the block Seen it break off a rock Now we top of the pops Can't rock wit me, the belle got me bust Now we living it up, was I dreaming or lost [Verse 6: Bugsey] Fingers are twitchy, I'm on the strip wit the killies Back in a jiffy, bro gotta go get the blicky Tat on her titties, I'm in her twat and her kitty Doing the dashing, I wanna race for my city [Chorus: Young T & Bugsey] Night piece bussin' like a school trip (Ice) Make her lose it, she be actin' foolish Watch ya bestie he might be a judas (Ehh) In my new whip, dancing to the music... uh Stripper boots and they knee high Smoke a 3.5, just to rewind, yeah Celly' buzzing like a beehive Never on the decline, I'm just tryna feed mine