Bussdown Songtext
von Latto feat. Kodak Black
Bussdown Songtext
Yeah, Big Latto (Romano)
Yeah (OG Parker)
200 racks on me (cash), brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (ice)
La-la-la, I′m gettin' money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me (bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice), feelin′ like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin' money (cash)
They ain′t fuck with me back then, now they all on me
Couple bitches prayin′ that I fall
Real diamonds, they ain't got a flaw
It ain′t nothin' to cut a nigga off
Can′t tell me I don't put on for the South
Circle small (yeah), feel like I seen it all (yeah)
Dumb bitch, I be blowin′ through it like I might not see tomorrow
Ain't no pressure, count my blessings
I don't really need no nigga (need no nigga)
Watched all my friends turn into opps
So I don′t really got no feelings (got no feelings)
Birkin, new bag alert (brrt), these hoes be bad and burnt (brrt)
I see these bitches took the big, no cap, I did it first (haha), bitch
200 racks on me (cash), brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (ice)
La-la-la, I′m gettin' money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me (bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice), feelin′ like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin′ money (cash)
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
75 hundred racks for the Pateks, I′m gettin' real cheese
I use the 'Miri jeans for recreation
I hit the Latto, dawg, I Powerball some servin′ bases
I smoke Bizarro, dawg, the Black & Mild ain′t what you thinkin'
How could you ever even sleep on me? I skeet on her, she skeet on me
She ain′t never had a Z-O-E, I make it hard to cheat on me
Be the only bitch who got a 'Vert, I might candy paint her hearse
And lift it up, I know you heard and when it′s up, I'm shootin′ first
I'm gettin' money, baby, drop cash for the hitman
Bustin′ down an ink pen, bustin′ down anything
Hit the left on Biscayne, swerve the Vert', switch lanes
I′m in the cut with a blick, mane, I'm draggin′ my nuts, my dick hang
200 racks on me (cash), brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (ice)
La-la-la, I'm gettin′ money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me (bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice), feelin' like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin′ money (cash)
They ain′t fuck with me back then, now they all on me
(Romano)
(OG Parker)
Yeah (OG Parker)
200 racks on me (cash), brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (ice)
La-la-la, I′m gettin' money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me (bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice), feelin′ like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin' money (cash)
They ain′t fuck with me back then, now they all on me
Couple bitches prayin′ that I fall
Real diamonds, they ain't got a flaw
It ain′t nothin' to cut a nigga off
Can′t tell me I don't put on for the South
Circle small (yeah), feel like I seen it all (yeah)
Dumb bitch, I be blowin′ through it like I might not see tomorrow
Ain't no pressure, count my blessings
I don't really need no nigga (need no nigga)
Watched all my friends turn into opps
So I don′t really got no feelings (got no feelings)
Birkin, new bag alert (brrt), these hoes be bad and burnt (brrt)
I see these bitches took the big, no cap, I did it first (haha), bitch
200 racks on me (cash), brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (ice)
La-la-la, I′m gettin' money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me (bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice), feelin′ like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin′ money (cash)
They ain't fuck with me back then, now they all on me
75 hundred racks for the Pateks, I′m gettin' real cheese
I use the 'Miri jeans for recreation
I hit the Latto, dawg, I Powerball some servin′ bases
I smoke Bizarro, dawg, the Black & Mild ain′t what you thinkin'
How could you ever even sleep on me? I skeet on her, she skeet on me
She ain′t never had a Z-O-E, I make it hard to cheat on me
Be the only bitch who got a 'Vert, I might candy paint her hearse
And lift it up, I know you heard and when it′s up, I'm shootin′ first
I'm gettin' money, baby, drop cash for the hitman
Bustin′ down an ink pen, bustin′ down anything
Hit the left on Biscayne, swerve the Vert', switch lanes
I′m in the cut with a blick, mane, I'm draggin′ my nuts, my dick hang
200 racks on me (cash), brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (ice)
La-la-la, I'm gettin′ money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me (bow)
VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice), feelin' like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout
La-la-la, I'm gettin′ money (cash)
They ain′t fuck with me back then, now they all on me
(Romano)
(OG Parker)
Writer(s): Vanessa Carlton, Joshua Parker, Jaucquez Lowe, Bill Kapri, Ivory Scott, Terence Williams, Jason Cornet, Alyssa Michelle Stephens, Tabius Tate Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
