Bussin lyrics

[Intro: Fenix Flexin]
Yeah
Hey, hey
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Haha
Damn
b*tch, I got the sauce, man, you know what I'm sayin', if you ain't got the sauce, then you lost
Shoreline Mafia, Fenix Flexin
Stepped up, young n*gga had to be a boss, n*gga
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
b*tch I'm geeked
Thizzle got the gang can't sleep, all week
We been goin' hard all week, can't speak
Jaw lock, b*tch I'm off E, lowkey
b*tch I got that thirty on me right now
Swear these n*ggas better pipe down right now
b*tch I got it on me right now, right now
Swear these n*ggas better pipe down right now
b*tch I got it on me right now n*gga

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
And I'm rollin' like a motherf*cker
In the club, probably drunker than a motherf*cker
f*ck a b*tch n*gga, that's for sure though
I'll f*ck your b*tch n*gga, at a momo
I quit the lean sh*t off a triple beam b*tch
Eyes wide open, HellaWave, no seasick
n*ggas wan' sneak diss, well tell me where you at
I don't want to Twitter beef don't hit me with an at
Your b*tch getting flipped then we send her right back
I nutted on her lips n*gga, how you like that?
I heard you mothers shoot well I'm bustin' right back
Got a thirty round clip, put a di*k in my MAC
Hop up out the whip, now I'm bussin'
Riding 'round, serving smoke, b*tch it's nothing
Why you fronting on a n*gga like me?
I just want one night baby, me and my team
[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
b*tch I'm geeked
Thizzle got the gang can't sleep, all week
We been goin' hard all week, can't speak
Jaw lock, b*tch I'm off E, lowkey
b*tch I got that thirty on me right now
Swear these n*ggas better pipe down right now
b*tch I got it on me right now, right now
Swear these n*ggas better pipe down right now
b*tch I got it on me right now n*gga

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
Two grams of molly while my bro gon' do the xans
Geekin' like a motherf*cker, stuck up in a trance
Bad b*tches with me poppin' thizzle with they friends
Rollin' rollin' rollin', man I'm off the sh*ts again
Baby lookin' good, I ain't tryna be your friend
I'm just tryna f*ck, I ain't tryna be your man
I get disrespectful more and more off every xan
She ask if I remember, I don't know, girl it depends
I just dropped another molly, time to boot up on a b*tch
Molly in my Aquafina, yeah I'm trippin' while I sip
I'm the sh*t, goddamn, all these n*ggas on my di*k
And these b*tches is too but I don't need no petty sh*t
'Nother pack, 'nother flip, watch me get it off
I'm a boss like uhh, like I'm Ricky Ross
Catch me playing with the plate, yeah I love the sauce
White girl in my nose, I need to clean it off
[Verse 3: OhGeesy]
Red beams with the team, it's a light show
And I'm bussin' off a bean, it felt right though
She say she got a man, it felt right though
And she f*cked the whole team and she a nice ho
Milly rocking in the pus*y while she yike though
And I might hit it twice 'cause it's tight though
Yeah I'm rocking Raf Simons, countin' digits
Bad b*tches getting wavy like they swimming
Tell a n*gga ugly face, that's how it go
I don't f*ck with ugly face ass hoes
If they not going then that b*tch has got to go
Pour the lean in my OJ while I roll
Double stack, triple stack, triple that
Got a beam on my chopper and a MAC
My n*ggas stupid, they don't know how to act
Keep the Bape zipped up like a mask
And I only f*ck with b*tches that got ass
She riding on my di*k and she shake it fast
I don't got change, I only keep the bands
I don't got change, I only keep the bands, yeah