Buss It lyrics

[Chorus: La Chat, Gangsta Boo]
(Yeah)
b*tch, you got a gun? You better buss it (Buss it)
b*tch, you got a gun? You better buss it (Buss it)
b*tch, you got a gun? You better buss it (Buss it)
My .38 will end your day with no discussion

Y'all b*tches ain’t no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's
Y-y’all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's
Y'all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's
Y-y’all b*tches ain’t no killers, y'all b*tches some ho’s

[Verse 1: Gangsta]
(Haha, aye) B-b*tches talking sh*t but I be laughing at ‘em (They talking)
My clique be strapped like [?] we ain't playin wit ‘em
I-I'm popping out like Katy, I'ma go and get ‘em (Pop out)
I’m about that life, you ain't, so don't be f*cking wit ‘em (I doubt it)
Memphis b*tches crazy, you ain't heard of us? (You ain't)
L-like the n*ggas we get to it, watch them guns buss
My attitude is f*ck you, pay me or don't even speak
I know you b*tches shady, I can see straight through you, see
(I see you)
I'm counting money, Chat, she got my back though (Wassup)
And we ain't never ran up that dough man for no hoe (For what?)
A hundred rounds on that Glock, you n*ggas see them guns
My n*gga, you wanna play?
Okay, let's go and have some fun
[Chorus: La Chat, Gangsta Boo]
b*tch, you got a gun? You better buss it (Buss it)
b*tch, you got a gun? You better buss it (Buss it)
b*tch, you got a gun? You better buss it (Buss it)
My .38 will end your day with no discussion

Y'all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's
Y-y'all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's
Y'all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's
Y-y'all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's

[Verse 2: La Chat]
Yea, look, automatics, semi-matics, I don't give a f*ck
W-when them choppa's get to poppin' at you, sh*t, you boutta' duck
I-I'ma trigger happy b*tch and I don't do this sh*t enough
If you b*tches totin' a weapon, my suggestion is to buss (Buss)
Trust, my Glock is off safety, I gotta keep it
'Cause in the streets of Memphis, mane
I swear you b*tches need it
My unit always [?]
[?] I can feed it
Y-you crossed the line one time
And b*tch you over, we delete it
Conceited, and itching to see yo b*tch ass bleeding
I'm bussing it in public, don't give a f*ck bout who see me (Nah)
Believe me, you f*ck wit my Nina, she gone start ringing
No mask when I blast, them hollow tips they be sinkin' clean
[Chorus: La Chat, Gangsta Boo]
b*tch, you got a gun? You better buss it (Buss it)
b*tch, you got a gun? You better buss it (Buss it)
b*tch, you got a gun? You better buss it (Buss it)
My .38 will end your day with no discussion

Y'all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's
Y-y'all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's
Y'all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's
Y-y'all b*tches ain't no killers, y'all b*tches some ho's