Ever wondered what it's like to live life on the edge? Trippie Redd and Youv Dee paint a vivid picture of their gritty, rebellious lifestyle. They embrace their roles as 'demons' and 'heathens,' showing no remorse for their wild actions. The duo talks about rolling with their gang, flaunting their wealth, and staying true to themselves while dodging enemies. It's a raw expression of living unapologetically, focusing on money and loyalty over everything else. The chorus emphasizes their distrust of outsiders and commitment to sticking with those who truly matter.
Bust Down Deux
Lyrics
(Pull up on your block, shoot that shit up for no fuckin' reason)
Ya dig, yeah
Big 14 know what the fuck going on lil' bitch
Gang shit
Yeah, yeah, ayy
We some fucking demons, yeah, we some fucking heathens
Pull up on your block shoot that shit up for no fuckin' reason
Yeah, I got that Glock, it go "pow," shoot you, why you breathin'
Pussy keep a mop, send some shots just like it's open season
I drip from the top, to the socks, when I'm out at Neiman's
Timeless, fuck a clock, fuck a opp, I'm fly like a phoenix
Out here dodgin' bullets, nigga, boolin' with them fucking heathens
Out here on the block, nigga, boolin' with my fucking heathens, yeah
'Cause I'm bust down, yeah, bust down, yeah
I'm riding with the gang, put my trust down, yeah
Give two fucks now, yeah, get two fucks 'bout me
I'm just 'bout a check, get the fuck from 'round here
I'm just 'bout that check, get the fuck from 'round here
Fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here
Get the fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here
Get the fuck from 'round here, get the fuck from 'round here, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, j'pull up avec tous mes négros
Ne viens pas par ici, négro
Que la famille ici, négro
Dis-moi qui sont tous ces négros
J'suis pas du tout comme eux, négro
Ils font que parler, me dénigrer
En vrai, j'leur donne un demi year
Que des faux ennemis, dis-moi pourquoi sortir l'milli?
Ils font que des crari, askip, j'suis un peu trop cain-ri
Moi en musique et en négo', si faut faire des euros légaux
J'crois qu'j'suis un putain de démon, y en a plein qui veulent me ter-mon
Ayy, ayy, j'ai des trucs à faire, bébé
J'suis plus dans l'four, bébé, j'fais mes affaires, bébé
J'suis dans mes diez, j'suis au charbon toute la journée, yeah
J'suis pas à Paris, nan j'suis ailleurs, j'suis en tournée
'Cause I'm bust down, yeah, bust down, yeah
I'm riding with the gang, put my trust down, yeah
Give two fucks now, yeah, get two fucks 'bout me
I'm just 'bout a check, get the fuck from 'round here
I'm just 'bout that check, get the fuck from 'round here
Fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here, yeah
Get the fuck from 'round here, fuck from 'round here
Get the fuck from 'round here, get the fuck from 'round here, yeah
Writer(s): Henrique Laki Nsuka Ibanda, Jamel Thioune, Michael Lamar II White
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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