paroles de chanson BussDown - CT Finesse

Bussdown
Bussed down
Straight out the pound it's bussed down
Put it strate in the streets

Come to my crib get bussed down cus I know she a freak

Richard Millie a bust down feel like it's something I need
Everything it get bussed down that's a street nigga trophy

New package jus came in yea it just touchdown
Know it's a shame
fucked up the game my prices low down shit
Ain't the same I got
Some game now let me show out
New bitch insane she got good brain
I told her slow down

My old bitch callin my phone an im like wat now
Lost in the sauce u took a loss bitch find ya own route

Come place ya order lil nigga so I can bus the pack down
Wher u at drop locations cus I can Pullup rite now

I started strate from a Vic know I had to build it up
I'm sorry mama I promised I was gone give it up
I love them dollars them commas
I jus can't get enough
How can u blame me mama watched
U get it out the mud

Like the top of the henny get popped off
Like a fake Gucci bag u get knocked off
If yu talk to police u ain my dawg
If u think shit sweet u can find out
Put u right on the bench like a timeout
No discussion tf is u talm bout
32 ima ball in my zone down
Cover 3 playin D Issa bust down
Big choppas for trees u get cut down
Ain no knocking on doors it get bust down

Smokin OG for the cheap but it's Runtz now
Ash the blunt on the floor threw the guts out
I been diggin I'm all in her guts now
Trynna kick it she doin to much now
I ain wit it she catchin the buss now
Ain no cuffin these goes gettin fucked now

That street nigga trophy got me ballin
like Kobe I get that bread
An watch my head no I can't let em get on me

That Richard Millie I need it I'm so conceited
On my wrist wen u see it u wont believe it
Diamonds shinin they blindin jumped in the
Game perfect timin see niggas
Watchin am plotting ima keep comin no stoppin
Steppin on necks checkin pockets
Blu Benjamin's check deposits
Fuck up the bag wit my potnas
I stay in touch wit my shottas

I pay the cost to be the boss feel like it's wat
I'm made to be
I took a loss still got it off my daughter
Got a place to sleep
Feel like my past keep chasing me
Don't play wit me I play for keeps
Don't play no D I take the 3
I bang the heat den bang the beat