CUSSIN lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
(Ace Bankz on the track)

[Chorus]
Ayy, I be kush smokin', car ridin', ayy
Lot of guap in my pockets now, ayy
n*ggas disrespect, then we knock 'em down, ayy
Big guns, trees, they knock 'em down, ayy
So high, I take a helicopter down, ayy
Show you how I make this f*ckin' chopper sound, ayy
Them n*ggas opps, no, we don't f*ck with them, ayy
Got ignorant guns, it's gon' up at them, start cussin'

[Verse 1]
'Member standin' on the block, my hand was on my Glock
Ready to slam it on an opp and give him all I got
Now I got hammers on the block and drugs on the block
Cops got cameras on the block, they tryna catch us off
Untrustworthy ass b*tch, they tryna set us up
Lil' dirty ass n*ggas always stealin' some
Dirty 30 ass with me and he'll hit you up
I got my jewelry out and my hammer tucked (Bang)
I got some n*ggas with me, come through, blam it at you
Shoot him, him, him, him, and then her (Bang)
'Cause n*ggas was steady talkin' and we didn't know nothin'
And when the feds grabbed me, man, I didn't know nothin' (Bang), ayy
Catch you snoozin', then it's done with you, ayy
I hope you got your gun with you
Got thirty shots full of lead, but you gon' hold number two (Bang)
Came on your b*tch face like my nut do what cuc*mbers do (Bang, bang)
[Chorus]
Ayy, I be kush smokin', car ridin', ayy
Lot of guap in my pockets now, ayy
n*ggas disrespect, then we knock 'em down, ayy
Big guns, trees, they knock 'em down, ayy
So high, I take a helicopter down, ayy
Show you how I make this f*ckin' chopper sound, ayy
Them n*ggas opps, no, we don't f*ck with them, ayy
Got ignorant guns, it's gon' up at them, start cussin'

[Verse 2]
No Versace, this belt fourteen hundo', ayy
Opps livin' on a prayer, Bon Jovi
Like a cigar, I catch an opp, I'll smoke them
Like who is these n*ggas? I don't know them, ayy
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe them, ayy
Catch an opp, 'bout to tote him, ayy
Don't know if I'll let go of him, ayy
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I know it's him, ayy
He ain't shootin', I can't roll with him, ayy
That's my Glo Gang, that's my bro and 'em
Yes, I tote things, and I'm blowin' them, ayy
Leave you boppin' like Kemo and them
I just had a baby and I'm keepin' him
He already got a name, his name is Beef Filling
b*tch got in my car like, "What kinda seats is them?" Ayy
You know BMW my people 'nem, bang
[Chorus]
Ayy, I be kush smokin', car ridin', ayy
Lot of guap in my pockets now, ayy
n*ggas disrespect, then we knock 'em down, ayy
Big guns, trees, they knock 'em down, ayy
So high, I take a helicopter down, ayy
Show you how I make this f*ckin' chopper sound, ayy
Them n*ggas opps, no, we don't f*ck with them, ayy
Got ignorant guns, it's gon' up at them, start cussin'