Buss Down lyrics

[Intro: Lil Zay Osama]
Earl on the beat
Lil Zay Osama, on the swag, gang, gang, gang
Dropped the pow, pop, pop, gang, gang, gang
Ain't rockin' this Babe, ho
This is Dior, I ain't rockin' no Bape (Ain't rockin' no Bape)
I gotta go far, I don't care what you say (I don't care what you say)
Rockin' the AP (No, no, no, no)

[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
AP, buss down
f*cked your b*tch, she a buss down
Home run, touch down
Money came in, call it clutch now
I got on Off-White, I ain't rockin' no Bape
I got her all night, I'm f*ckin' her face
I ran up a milli' and threw it in change
Them n*ggas boolin', it ain't too much to say

[Verse 1: Lil Zay Osama]
I'm from the S where we gang bang
Youngest trapper know it's just to maintain
I got one in the hat so it's bang, bang
Every city I'm lettin' my chain swing
I be crackin', still f*ck with the visas
I be trappin', still f*ck with the reefer
Exotic, a dirty, no tool, boutta fire
You know all my prices is decent
I rap with the dirty, I call me a meeting
And I'm on my way to Ibiza
Check the bag, I'm a overachiever
I got bands on my stripes, like a zebra
With the business, I'm on top like I'm white
With the b*tches, I'm a thief in the night
My bro in the feds, I send him a kite
Pay for him a lawyer, make sure he alright
[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
AP, buss down
f*cked your b*tch, she a buss down
Home run, touch down
Money came in, call it clutch now
I got on Off-White, I ain't rockin' no Bape
I got her all night and I'm f*ckin' her face
I ran up a milli' and threw it in change
Them n*ggas boolin', it ain't too much to say

[Verse 2: Lil Tjay]
Every diamond is a VVS
Lil bro finessin' with TCF
Thick white b*tch woulda came here
She f*ck on me and my mans
I spend the guap on Dior shoes
My lil' right b*tch, she with me, do mushrooms
When I spray the chopper I need much room
I'm big body, parking I need much room
I got some head from Nene
I was there, f*ckin' on Cece
I got a call from TZ
Closed at the back door, 3-D
They gettin' high off the white
But this ain't no
And I just hope I don't tweak, tweak
'Cause this chopper fold your mans
So you better watch what you say
'Cause these n*ggas with me don't play
That's my slatt, that's my slime
He's gon' shoot at your face
[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
AP, buss down
f*cked your b*tch, she a buss down
Home run, touch down
Money came in, call it clutch now
I got on Off-White, I ain't rockin' no Bape
I got her all night, I'm f*ckin' her face
I ran up a milli' and threw it in change
Them n*ggas boolin', it ain't too much to say

[Outro: Lil Zay Osama]
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, whoa, whoa
Chop man, you know what I'm sayin' man
Young n*ggas, made it out the trenches, man
You know about it, man
AP, buss down, home run, touch down
Gang, gang, gang