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Bus That

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Bus That

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I'm on the road right now

Back of the tour bus, chillin' (Kato on the track bih)

Just wanted to drop some shit

You know

Okay, a wise man told me

That niggas that you beef with will probably be your best pals

(Is that right?) Got my ear to the streets

And I notice everybody dropping shit, I feel left out

(Is that right?) If you in it for the cheese

This is real trap music, yeah, you go be a dead mouse

(Is that right?) You on a oneway street

Either collide or turn it around, that'd be your best route

Listen, y'all need to stop with the dissing

No one pays attention, so quit with the chitchat

Listen, y'all niggas steadily fishing

You riding me hard and my girl want my dick back

Listen, these niggas play like it's cool

And then run their mouth soon as I'm leaving, why is that?

Listen, I've been touring off an album

I ain't even dropped, you prolly think I rigged that (Nice)

I'm the plate, nigga, you just the dish rack

The whole Ill Mind series, I done did that

Niggas double taking, getting whiplash

How you tryna school me when I skip class

Confrontation with you is just quick cash

What the fuck you gon' do when your ship crash?

I got the juice, don't get caught in the splish splash

We don't fit in together, we mismatched

I am the misfit that nobody likes

I am colder than ice, I will hold up your life

You bigging you up, you were so overhyped

You were no good with mics, you'll be gone overnight

I saw my window and I dove on it right

Plus the flow is precise, I'm just rolling the dice

You claim that you got the shit on lock

Thinking you safe, but homie, I done broken it twice

Alright

All around the fucking planet

Niggas on my shit, dog

West side, east side, north side, south side

Bitches on my dick, dog

Snatch yo' freak, I'm that nigga

Cash on fleek, I'm that nigga

Past O.D., I'm that nigga

As for me, I'm that nigga

All around the fucking planet

Niggas on my shit, dog

West side, east side, north side, south side

Bitches on my dick, dog

Snatch yo' freak, I'm that nigga

Cash on fleek, I'm that nigga

Past O.D., I'm that nigga

As for me, I'm that nigga

Look, got a brand new chick

She a law student working real hard out in Cape Town

(Cape Town, Cape Town) I became ill

When I hit the beat raw, it was ass up, facedown

(Facedown, facedown) Homie, you ain't shit

You tryna shine, I'ma turn your sunlight into a gray cloud

(Rain, rain) Had to hit you with a new flow

Saying that I sound like Slim Shady during 8 Mile

You signed your life away to record labels

While I'm signing big ol' voluptuous titties

I run through the city, the ladies are comfortable with me

They're wet and I want to go swimming

A wonderful feeling (Woo)

I strike that pussy like a thunderbolt hitting (Woo, woo)

Ladies say "Oh my God, papi

It's all in my hair now, your cum is so sticky" (Yikes)

Am I a sellout or prodigy?

Word on the street is the question is suss

(Suss) Niggas threw dirt on my name

It's ironic that they just got left in the dust

(The dust) You got your head in the clouds?

I am convinced that your head is just stuck

Hmm, don't make me go through my files

And pull all of your dirty evidence up (Oh no)

Niggas it's been on, my pen strong

If one shot fires I'm Kim Jong, so bitch, run

I sent bombs like ISIS from Islam

You drenched on with a light mist of piss, son

Who you know could get it like this? There is none

Rip your limbs, gone from a sick collision

See my nuts hang low, you can't miss the big ones

I'm coming, nigga, here, tell your chick to sip some

All around the fucking planet

Niggas on my shit, dog

West side, east side, north side, south side

Bitches on my dick, dog

Snatch yo' freak, I'm that nigga

Cash on fleek, I'm that nigga

Past O.D., I'm that nigga

As for me, I'm that nigga

All around the fucking planet

Niggas on my shit, dog

West side, east side, north side, south side

Bitches on my dick, dog

Snatch yo' freak, I'm that nigga

Cash on fleek, I'm that nigga

Past O.D., I'm that nigga

As for me, I'm that nigga

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