Lyrics For Bussbown By Die Mondez Ft Zoocci Coke Dope
Verse 1: Die Mondez]
Woah
I been moving way too fast, fuck around and crash
With my niggas doing bad shit, my haters mad still
I know niggas ain’t living half the shit they caption
Say they do it for the Gram, man that shit is tragic
Woah, yeah
I need more it’s not enough
I get heart text messages from shorties I can’t even trust
I called all these niggas’ bluff
Aces in the cut, who gave a fuck if they say I switched up
The little baby a freak, she turn my room to a circus
Fuckin’ it up in the sheets
I got lil shawty shaking like she nervous
Grab on the mic and I preach
All my verses sound like sermons
Gotta watch out for the [?]
Think I finally found my purpose
I know these niggas ain’t wishing me well
Packed the lean now I’m slow like a snail
Niggas are bitches and bitches are moving like niggas
Man these days it’s harder to tell
I’m ’bout to drip, like I came up with the term
Every week, new apparel
Send me this shit through the mail
I let the bygones be gone and still lick the [?]
[Hook: Die Mondez]
I’m charged up now
Ran out of fucks now
I need to buss down
Shawty gon’ bussdown
And she thicker than a [?]
We gon’ [?] now
It go up down
She let me touch now
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Shawty got a big ol’ body (She do!)
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
I need the rollie to buss down yeah
[Verse 2: Zooci Coke Dope]
I need money, I need profits
I been broke not going back
How come every nigga talking but no nigga talking facts
She might make wanna me chase it I go throw a stack
And she catch me by surprise, she throw that ass like “what was that”
All my niggas ball ball when you back playing basketball
All my bitches, oh Lord, they bad but I ain’t mad at all
She been searching for the boy she think that I’m a Dragonball
How she make you spend it all when you ain’t even smash at all
You don’t want smoke like that
If it’s bout that cheese then I rat attack
How you flex on IG when we know you rented that
Surrounded by yes men, always gassing and you ran with that
I said it, I said it that’s the truth and that is not a cap
Gimme your hands, lets make plans, come and show me your dance
Hot like [?], leave your mans and come and show me your tan
I smoke [?], take no Xans, sipping on this and that
Grabbing your ass, don’t gotta ask shawty wanna let me smash
[Hook: Die Mondez]
I’m charged up now
Ran out of fucks now
I need to buss down
Shawty gon’ bussdown
And she thicker than a [?]
We gon’ [?] now
It go up down
She let me touch now
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Shawty got a big ol’ body (She do!)
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
Bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
I need the rollie to buss down yeah