[Intro: STARRGUY]
Aye
Aye, aye
[Chorus: STARRGUY]
Bussin' out, aye
Bussin' out, bussin' out, bussin' out, uh, ooh, ooh
Xoolin out, aye, aye
f*ck an autotune angel, ain't sh*t they about, aye
You got a digital dash, I got a digital whip, ooh, ooh
That's a spaceship, aye, I can't f*ck with your internet sh*t, aye
Comin out, aye
Bussin out, bussin out, bussin out, comin out, bussin out, aye
Hunnid round, aye, aye
If I see a nonce then I put him in the f*ckin' ground, aye
You got a digital dash, I got a digital whip, ooh, ooh
I got digital cash, you a digital b*tch, ooh, ooh
[Verse 1: kid c.]
You don't know what I've been doing
You should pipe down (ooh, ooh)
The way I'm making moves
You'd think I'd always fight, wow (ooh, ooh)
I'm just a little way-away from making my sound (ooh, ooh)
Now I'ma pull up like I'm making money right now, yah (ooh, ooh)
I go ahead and I call you out
I don't care how big your bank account
Got a digital girl who ain't want you now
You ain't CVTE, boy, continue to run your mouth
Call yourself "autotune angel", just pipe down
Yaah, yaah, aye, just pipe down
I cannot f*ck with your digital sh*t, ooh
You got a digital whip, ooh
Continue to talk out your ass, aye
I don't f*ck with you like a b*tch, ooh
Pretending to flex with your cash, aye
You ain't ever fooling the kid, ooh
You a nonce and I know you like kids
Ooh, sh*t, was that too far?
Yeah, remember that depression is a lie, b*tch
We all learned our lesson, we should never fight with (ooh, ooh)
The genius at marketing, one of a kind sh*t
Come on down, I'll go ahead and I'll knock you out
I'll even pay for the flight, b*tch (aye, aye)
[Chorus: STARRGUY]
Bussin out, bussin out
Bussin out, bussin out, bussin out, ooh, ooh
Runnin round, aye, aye
f*ck an autotune angel, ain't sh*t they about
You got a digital dash, I got a digital whip, ooh, ooh
Y'all gotta stop f*ckin kids, I cannot f*ck with that sh*t, ooh, ooh
Comin out, aye
Bussin out, bussin out, comin out, bussin out, bussin out, aye
Bussin out, aye, aye
If I see a nonce then I pop him in the f*ckin mouth, aye
You got a digital dash, I got a digital whip, ooh ooh
I got digital strap and I'm xleaning up my street with that sh*t, ooh, ooh
[Verse 2: YUNG DAVON]
No cap, you n*ggas be cappin' now
Why is you acting out? n*ggas can't fathom how
I'm toting that ratchet now, don't act like a savage now
n*ggas be talking, they actin' like b*tch boys
You counting them pennies, I'm stacking that Bitcoin
And I give a f*ck what you saying you did boy
Hollow tips finna make your ass flip, boy
How can I get mad when I be so slapped
Cause I'm straight smoking on p*sspack?
How can I get mad when your b*tch ass
Don't even know where your b*tch at?
Stealing your b*tch, that's a robbery
None of these f*ck n*ggas stopping me
Your b*tch be toppin' me sloppily
Afterwards, I kick her off of my property
Boy, I'm a devil, don't f*ck with me
My ex-b*tch regret that she trusted me
The pain that I give, it is comforting
The pain that is in me, I'm loving it
Can't keep the devil outside of me, I f*ck up an angel so violently
I don't see your angle, don't side with me
b*tch n*gga, give a f*ck 'bout co-signing me
You lie 'bout your life, ignored by your love, I'm giving her pipe
You can't make it right, the sh*t that you did, you know it's on sight
I'm toting that nine, your b*tch mighty fine so I make her mine
I'm still on my grind, the radio spin me, you still got no time, aye
[Chorus: STARRGUY]
Bussin out, bussin out, bussin out, bussin out, ooh ooh
Runnin round, f*ck an autotune angel pop him in the f*ckin mouth
Xoolin out, in the UK with c. in a droptop ship
That's a spacewhip, I can't f*ck with your digital sh*t
Comin out, bussin out bussin out comin out bussin out bussin out
f*ck ya crowd, f*ck ya crowd, f*ck ya crowd, f*ck ya crowd, f*ck ya crowd
You got a digital dash, I got a digital whip
I got digital racks, you a digital b*tch
[Outro: STARRGUY]
UKRVA sh*t