Tristan Thompson

[Intro]
Ayy, Bushman (Tristan T)
Uh, uh (I'm sellin' that Khloé, sellin' that Khloé)
I feel like Tristan (Bushman)
Peel Baby, ayy, uh
(OUHBOY, you went dumb on this one)

[Chorus]
Still tryna get rich 'til the mission complete
I'm Dr. Bushman, I mean, you can’t compete
The 6ix on my back like a damn athlete
I really was juggin' the D and the B
Real Peel Baby like Tristan T
Why would I wife the bitch if she a skeeze?
Cuffing a thot, broski, just let her be
You took her back after she cheated, dweeb
You tryna fight 'bout a bitch from the streets
Niggas flippin' each other because of these freaks
Bitch lookin' for love, shе won't get none from me
Bitch, go and vеnt to your man, why you venting to me?
Skrrt off in a fast car, Need for Speed
I up my ratch', yeah, like she conceit
Even a blind man can see we get cheese
You talkin' my name, they still never been seen

[Verse 1]
I only could trust a bitch far as I see
This bitch is so cap, she said she don't eat meat
But last time I saw her, she ate up the D
These bitches recycled, they rinse and repeat
I just see shit for the way it should be
Triple cross you if you double cross me
Slime, he don't even know he got sleezed
Hard times, bitch, I had nothing to eat

[Chorus]
Still tryna get rich 'til the mission complete
I'm Dr. Bushman, I mean, you can’t compete
The 6ix on my back like a damn athlete
I really was juggin' the D and the B
Real Peel Baby like Tristan T
Why would I wife the bitch if she a skeeze?
Cuffing a thot, broski, just let her be
You took her back after she cheated, dweeb
You tryna fight 'bout a bitch from the streets
Niggas flippin' each other because of these freaks
Bitch lookin' for love, she won't get none from me
Bitch, go and vent to your man, why you venting to me?
Skrrt off in a fast car, Need for Speed
I up my ratch', yeah, like she conceit
Even a blind man can see we get cheese
You talkin' my name, they still never been seen

[Verse 2]
Uh, Bushman, the prince of the B
Matter of fact, I'm the king of the scene
Uh, all of the trappers, they know me
I got that white girl, that Khloé
Uh, I got that white girl, that Kimmy
I whip up a brick then go chip it at Timmies
Stay out of town, I don't trap in the city
Uh, bitch, I turn one into fifteen

[Chorus]
Still tryna get rich 'til the mission complete
I'm Dr. Bushman, I mean, you can’t compete
The 6ix on my back like a damn athlete
I really was juggin' the D and the B
Real Peel Baby like Tristan T
Why would I wife the bitch if she a skeeze?
Cuffing a thot, broski, just let her be
You took her back after she cheated, dweeb
You tryna fight 'bout a bitch from the streets
Niggas flippin' each other because of these freaks
Bitch lookin' for love, she won't get none from me
Bitch, go and vent to your man, why you venting to me?
Skrrt off in a fast car, Need for Speed
I up my ratch', yeah, like she conceit
Even a blind man can see we get cheese
You talkin' my name, they still never been seen