Started with the and went to flows Listen to me tell my gutter and it goes
I was 19 I went to go live with my auntie and noticed she had things The and All of her quite clean To never be working a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, She put me on And my it Simon? remarkably grown That's why my be long Ducked some feds, dumped packs then got custom From serving boofas in KC we say let's buss heads, nigga In French village, I till they got the rent building Got so heavy I no longer benched skrilla was a deal I had to Vince neil it Yelling in microphone and them songs they like it's on I let go they life worth of pipe is blown to flowing my home I used to serves Now I, words way slanging or sanging whatever life Im'a just splurge We had the spot until it really got hot so Escape I did like El But still get fedded vato
I pull up, up Bussin' I pull up, up serves Young nigga chasing it I up bussin' serves Young nigga up, pull up serves (commas) (Either way I'mma be it) (On my, mama) (Making my milli rapping it or) Bussin' (commas) (Either way be stacking it) (On my, mama) (Making my milli rapping it or) serves
On my mama Pull up, I'm serves But you won't me nickle and diming, man I'm off the curb find me somewhere rhyming man this flow's absurd Or maybe find me on my where the pot is stirred way I'm 'bout my pay I'm tryna stack up my dollars Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, dumping it louder, soldier for it to a vato Jefe, head El with the hot flows Still in with the block though Hit a thang and make the knot Push a push it all bro Pussy to that Pablo In dark or nigga I glow Old with the bag bro nigga with the mag though Be what he bust his ass for I'm airing out one of you Real shit, but the quit when the violence hit, nigga beep it bool bricks and quick licks turned meal ticks, nigga beep it bool Out hungry chasing food All in, refuse to Bussin' serves or words, ask about me, I'm that dude
I up, pull up Bussin' I pull up, up Bussin' Young chasing it back I pull up serves Young nigga up, pull up serves (commas) (Either way I'mma be it) (On my, mama) (Making my milli from it or) Bussin' (commas) (Either way be stacking it) (On my, mama) (Making my milli from it or) Bussin'
I got my mind on my money, money on my just something about them hundreds, when you thumbing through them signs I quit fucking with them niggas, cause they wan' shine And that's all I'm tryna do, it's why I grit, it's why I I pull up serves nigga all at the trailer parks I talk money fluent, they teach it in language arts Damn that nigga street smart, reflex razor Fall in love with me baby, I'm just gon' break heart through the sheet, like the fucking Transporter I got of your bitch, on my camcorder Had to show it to my homies, this here my life mane Hit a with 30, lost 20 at the dice game Fuck it man it's nothing, I to god it's nothing I to down that sucker but I paralyzed his cousin Oops fuck it, oops it That come the pop-off You my son's son li'l nigga, call me
I pull up, up serves I pull up, up serves Young nigga chasing it I pull up bussin' Young nigga up, pull up Bussin' (commas) (Either way I'mma be it) (On my, mama) (Making my from rapping it or) serves (commas) (Either way be stacking it) (On my, mama) (Making my milli rapping it or) serves