Marc Jay & Yung Simi - Bussdown
L JackSmoking on green pack with bae, I touchdown
Fuck round stash a 100k inside the compound
I'm just trying live the dream
Like Martin want me shot down
Make these bitches black out
Bring the block out when I pop out
Rock out with my cock out
Give a fuck out bout what they talk bout
Spent so much in one day
At O'Sheas all my shits on house
Austin powers Beyoncé
Unbuttoning her gold blouse
Travel nurse from UK
Somehow ended in SoCal
She can get possessive
While her best friend don't have pronouns
I roll up, some gold dust
Lil dusty Rhodes then roll out
Sit down while she sit on it
Just like the chairs that fold out
Country chick who ride it like a hoe down
But she on count
He want my girl
He want my world
He wants my life
We know the truth
He know it too
Still wanna lie
Burn the bridge
While crossing it
He wanna dive
Take the V
Keep it for me
He wanna die
He wanna die
Imma turn his dreams into real life
That homicide
I been smoking backwoods way too high
I'm out my mind
Barbied out bitch
She take my soul, nut in her eye
Please don't make me press that button yea it take ya life
Man Simi what you smokin'
All I smoke is dead opps
Betta not get too close to me
Quick way to get your head popped
Pop you like a pill, I'm slimey
Do my dance that Diddy bop
Do her like the dopeman
Now that bitch is out there kickin' rocks
30 in my glock
Price is going up like we buying stock
Brodie caught em slippin' at the red light
Now we on that car
This is not Lacoste
This from the Louis store
I don't want him here that boy a snitch
We don't know what he told
Double cup with purple stuff like Frieza
Going demon mode
That bitch set me up and now I'm stuck
I don't know who to smoke
Written by:
Marcus Helm Jr, Tyler Pendleton
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