BOOLIN N BUSSIN

[Intro}
Ay man, young Subi on the track man
You already know what's going on

[Verse 1]
Bussin' out the trenches
Got big sticks and hella wrenches
I done came up off them benches
Can't you tell that shit was wretched ho
Smokin' hot gas
Can't you tell this shit is fire
You can kill me if I'm lyin'
But I was not a liar ho
Shoot 'em up with my lighter
Thought my future would get brighter
But the worse just keeps on comin'
Never got what I desired
I was stuck up in that station
While y'all chillin' on vacation
'Cause I'm driftin' in my spaceship
And this shit was hella dangerous

[Interlude 1]

[Verse 2]
Got big dracos with them hollow tips
Mixed with .223s
You know me, I be dumpin' clips 'til the opps gon' flee
Fuck with me he can't compete
'Cause my diamonds hella shiny
And my gang is right behind me
So you know just not to try me

[Interlude 2]

[Outro]
My guys be smokin' gas
And they lookin' hella Chinese
Eat some tofu and some rice
You can leave the beef behind me
And you snakes be hella grimey
Can't you tell that I am savage?
Smokin' gas with the gang
And we get packed by the baggage, hoe
Get packed by the baggage
If you come and try to snatch it
We'll get shooters on yo ass
Leave yo body in a casket
Claim that gun is really real
But its lookin' hella plastic
And you runnin' like a bitch
We might report yo ass as catfish ho