Buss It, Ski

[Verse 1]
Do I look like the type to be bussing it
Is you dumb?
I don't need a hundred likes from yo' husband and from yo' son
I need 100 flights in the summer
Go get you one
Cause I see you every night and I wonder like bitch you bum
B-B-B-Buss it to the store
You gon' buss it to the mall
Bus it to the E train, then bus it to the 4
Your kids ain't got no dinner yet, ain't bus it to the store
But you get up on the internet and buss it to the floor

Buss buss buss
Let's spend timing with it
Your bus down got S.I. diamonds in it
Clarity sucks
You talk beef like you savagely tough
But when I see you in the streets
Then your battery's tucked (bitch, what?)
I come through, step in the spot
Bum thrеw
Know I left with a knot
(Hmm)
Your slut crew: "the incrеdible thots"
Your butt grew but your edges did not
Definitely stop
Ski ski ski ski
I'm not into settling lies
But I'm honored to say you have never been right
And it is very few niggas alive that could
Honestly say I was never they type
Like boy who the fuck is you kidding?
We talked?
No the fuck uh, we didn't
You would just talk to yourself in my DM
Until it got awkward cause I didn't see them
It's common for people who know me, to know if i'm taking a picture
You owe me a fee
And that the diamonds you put in that Rollie is not for a blizzard
But 80 degrees
Ain't no ski
Can't skate there
No (smack, smack)
Hydrate there
Ain't no way, I'll stay there
Niggas play all day here
Ain't no water, ain't no wet and
Si, no aqua, no se puede
Tu ta claro, no te quieres
No dinero por ustedes
I let a rich nigga flood up my earrings
And I let him tennis the wrist
You let a broke nigga fly you in spirit
And now you are dead in a Lyft
If he doesn't answer my text on the first
Then the shit will be dead on the 5th...
If you gotta reach in the depths of your purse
Then the nigga you with is a bitch, Word