B4
Lyrics
Bussin' out the trap
Might kick a nigga door in
Fuck around with that
Might just have ya mournin'
Cross strains call it Jesus
Split it like I'm Moses
Grind never ceases
Flex I'm hittin' poses
Bussin' out the trap
Might kick a nigga door in
Fuck around with that
Might just have ya mournin'
Cross strains call it Jesus
Split it like I'm Moses
Grind never ceases
Flex I'm hittin' poses
Right around the corner got a nigga floorin'
Cool tank full tank got gas got the engine roarin'
Roll up to shawty crib roll up smoke in the mornin'
Benedryll my dick fuck her and got her snorin'
Idols eyes be glowin' I'm just tryna get green
I see in my rearview that you're right behind me
ID on me the eyeing me so idly
Paranoid might let Nina go an lie with me
Is you gone ride with me girl don't get shy with me
You gone hold me down stay up on the line with me
Dope bag I'm wary a narc is spying me
I'm ready for these niggas if they trying me
Killin shit you can not revive the beat
Wack ass niggas need to go an find a seat
Galick Gun my flow, call that shit Vageta
I'm too hot I flex I do not need a heater
Bussin' out the trap
Might kick a nigga door in
Fuck around with that
Might just have ya mournin'
Cross strains call it Jesus
Split it like I'm Moses
Grind never ceases
Flex I'm hittin' poses
Bussin' out the trap
Might kick a nigga door in
Fuck around with that
Might just have ya mournin'
Cross strains call it Jesus
Split it like I'm Moses
Grind never ceases
Flex I'm hittin' poses
Writer(s): Steven Ikegwu
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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