Bussin’ lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch I been bussin'
b*tch I been bussin'

[Chorus]
b*tch I been bussin', I'm a thousand, f*ck a hundred
Never been stingy, I let my brother hold somethin'
If you don't know the plug, you do not control nothin'
Pull up with that llama and tryna pull somethin'
b*tch I been bussin', I'm a thousand, f*ck a hundred
Never been stingy, I let my brother hold somethin'
If you don't know the plug, you do not control nothin'
Pull up with that llama and tryna pull somethin'

[Verse 1]
You can call me Tony if you want to
And I'ma bust your f*ckin' ass 'cause I done warned you
Clapped your n*gga front page and now he old news
I just stuffed 50 large in my Evisus
Imagine bein' tight with all the Hebrews
Rollin' up on [?] and doin' bounce out on people
There's kids' mamas cryin', bet her baby daddy looks see-through
Phiranna with that llama bet my young n*gga gonna eat you
Tell me what you need, I got whatever on that JPay
I used to couldn't see it out but f*ck that sh*t I made a way
It's ounces in the one litre when the Cookie wouldn't take the pain away
Let me go back to the day when me and [?] runnin' fades
I don't know nothin' 'bout shade n*ggas, be ridin' away
If I f*ck once, bet I'll hit any time of the day
Hit her with the tip of the di*k and vagina will spray
In fine print my sh*t say "Beware of the Chang"
[Chorus]
b*tch I been bussin', I'm a thousand, f*ck a hundred
Never been stingy, I let my brother hold somethin'
If you don't know the plug, you do not control nothin'
Pull up with that llama and tryna pull somethin'
b*tch I been bussin', I'm a thousand, f*ck a hundred
Never been stingy, I let my brother hold somethin'
If you don't know the plug, you do not control nothin'
Pull up with that llama and tryna pull somethin'

[Verse 2]
b*tch I get buck like a down south n*gga
Scarin' everybody like the boogie man with 'em
Polo to the T I take Young Dro's image
Pull up on your line I'm tryin' to fold me a n*gga
Your whole team froze I just took a family picture
How you gon' commit a murder when you got a Xanny in ya?
Y'all not savage, y'all n*ggas average
Got a California king, I, I had a pallet
I ain't never goin' broke, I'ma slit my own throat
Hell no you can't smoke, better get your own dope
I got a gang of white b*tches in a Hummer truck
You watch my every move, you hopin' that I f*ck it up
You don't need no nose to smell this sh*t 'cause b*tch you know what's up
And I'm gon' never fall the Chang fans hold him up
I dropped some hi-tech in the jewels and put that soda up
n*ggas have they chains tucked when they see us Chang'd up
[Chorus]
b*tch I been bussin', I'm a thousand, f*ck a hundred
Never been stingy, I let my brother hold somethin'
If you don't know the plug, you do not control nothin'
Pull up with that llama and tryna pull somethin'
b*tch I been bussin', I'm a thousand, f*ck a hundred
Never been stingy, I let my brother hold somethin'
If you don't know the plug, you do not control nothin'
Pull up with that llama and tryna pull somethin'