Lyrics Bustdown - G Herbo , Playboi Carti

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yah
I'm on that slatt shit, I make it float bitch (Yeah)
I'm on that slime shit, gun to your neck, bitch (Slatt)
I'm on them nines bitch, they ain't goin' for shit (Nah)
Lost a hunnit thousand that ain't hurt shit
It cost a hunnit thousand for my necklace
Broke a hunnit thousand hearts quick
Break a hunnit thousand down quick
They ain't never met a boy like dis
Ayy, I'm freestylin', boy, I'm makin' hits
Callin' up the trap, boy, I'm homesick
I got these niggas pissed (Yah)
Ayy, ayy, you on that hoe shit
I'on fuck with hoe niggas
Ain't tryna kick it witcha
I stay out hoes business
Gone off the percs, trippin'
Who do you work with, no limit?
Now y'all up in surgery thinking at first how he just was in perfect condition
And I'm in that Vert, switchin'
Lanes on all you bitches
Hell nah, I'm ballin' on you bitches
I John Wall you bitches
Yeah, as you can tell that pasto got me soundin' like I got asthma
You look broke, bastard
FN, I tote plastic
Everything automatic
Two hunnit on this Aston
Run up on me, I'm blastin'
Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)
Bust down Rollie with the kick
Bust down AP look like dis
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)
Pull up in Rolls, whippin'
Fuck 'round, let poles hit him
I pop out with that 30, I'm gon' berserk if you put me in certain positions
Yeah, as you can tell there's a S on the back, that mean my car go faster
Still tote the Glock in traffic
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yeah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)
I'm on that toke shit (Yeah), I'm on that toke shit (Yah)