Bussn Heads

Bitch you ain’t shit

But a bad decision

You be
The first one to talk
And the last to listen

Put a nigga
In his place
Then it’s back to bidness

Spent 30
On this grill
Nigga ask the dentist

New bitch
Thick as fuck
She a lot to handle

She don’t fuck
On first night
Oh that’s propaganda

Almost walk right by me
Bitch stop
I’m handsome

Yall did all that
Sneak dissing
Now light them candles

Look I don’t wanna talk
Bitch I’m touching bands

Throat goat
Guess what
Im getting sucked again

Call Brodie
Oh he busy
Out here bussing heads

Told em
Go spin that nigga block
Until something dead
Benji in my pocket been had em before rap
I know you see me on my shit, Im Mr.Always Bounce Back
What's up with all that lying in yo song all that cap
I'll really make a nigga run like that nigga running track
Im tired of these niggas always wanna see me down
Im already fighting cases they don't wanna see me round
Your saying this and that we'll surprise Im at your house
Stupid ass nigga I thought you knew what I was about
Aye tell me that you love me while Im here
I see right through all you niggas and you fake don't want you near
They love me when Im Up but when Im down they disappear
Bitch you ain't special ain't about to take you to the pier
If it’s one thing
I don’t do
Is fake smoke

This is not
Pocket change
This a bankroll

Oh his jaw
Made of glass
Got his face broke

You see
How good I look bitch
How could you say no

Told that hoe don’t touch me
Go and touch A hunnit

Fly her to the D.R
And buy a stomach

Nigga I don’t wanna
Hear yo shit
Rather sign my cousin

I’m tryna make 50 bands
Times a 100