Billboards

“Bushman”
“Aye”
“Hey CR!”

Hustler, hustler
I don’t know what I would if it wasn’t for the customers
Since a youngin I been had them bucks up
When I seen them I numbered them
Wrote my number on the wall in the bando
Promote my talent like the billboard
They laughed at me when I was broke
But I’m the same one you gon see on the billboards

Hustler, hustler
I don’t know what I would if it wasn’t for the customers
Since a youngin I been had them bucks up
When I see them I numbered them
Wrote my numbеr on the wall in the bando
Promote my talеnt like the billboard
They laughed at me when I was broke
But I’m the same one you gon see on the billboards
But I’m the same one you gon’ see on the billboards

Bad bitch, Vietnamese
I taught her how to speak trapanese
Pyrex, trampoline
Dope on the scale, accurately
Fein took a toke they rambling
Feds kicked the door we’re scrambling
You get knocked stay silent, don’t say a thing
How they bussin’ blicks and still tadling
Bushman, celebrity
Glock 27 with accessories
That fettuccine that’s my specialty
I got the fettuccine recipe
I know how to to whip up the D
How you turn ounces to keys
Certified, I slap on the (?)
Gang nem got the keys to the keys

Hustler, hustler
I don’t know what I would if it wasn’t for the customers
They laughed at me when I was broke
But I’m the same one you gon’ see on the billboards
But I’m the same one you gon’ see on the billboards