Bust down

That lil' girl, runnin' on my checks That lil' girl, when I see her she gon' flex That lil' girl, when I runnin' on my checks That lil' girl, when I see her she gon When I see her she gon' flex Yeah, I ain't no buckin' vest When I pull up to the party, why she say she gettin' wet And yeah, I sell my soul, so you know I'm gettin' rich And I pull up with the Marley, so you know it's gettin' lit And my bust out, when I see her she gon' pull out She a freak now, look at the way she gettin' lit Look at the way she gettin' hit, look at the way she gettin' bit She wanna fuck now, so I pull up in my wreck Bring my tech out, just in case I bring a bitch You know I'm rich now, so you know she want some dick I ain't got no time now, cause you know I'm gettin' rich And I'm gettin' hella lit, why my Marley hella pink I bring my whip out, then I make a whip for it Where I come from, yeah, and you always whip for shit I got my crib now, and I make a cookin' it If you sayin' you like milk, then you make me sick as shit Then I take you to the crib, then I'll take you to my whip Then I'll take you to the hood, where you gettin' fuckin' lit If you say that you gon' cheat, then I'll make your life shit If I see your homeboy, then you know he gettin' hit And I put my 38, it be lookin' like an 8 And you know I have an 8, so cut me up a fuckin' steak And a side of fries with it, cause I'm tryna get big Yeah, you sayin' I'm a gyp, come and see me, you get hit You ain't nothin' but a bitch, and yeah, I fucked your bitch She like the way that I sip, yeah, Marley in my whip And you know I got a check, new Porsche, came with it And yeah, I sold my soul, but at least I'm gettin' rich At least I'm gettin' hits, you ain't nothin' but a bitch You ain't a killer, you a bitch, you ain't a killer, you a snitch You ride your homies out for a fuckin' bitch You ride your homies out for a piece of dick Or a piece of nick, or a piece of stick I will teach you how to hit, so you can fuck your bitch Yeah, you know I'm gettin' lit, Marley in my whip Marley in my bust style, party on my wrist She like the way I piss, she like the way I sip She ask if she can hit, but baby, I ain't no bitch Show me the way you whip, maybe I'll consider it I pull up to the party and I pull up in my whip I bring the Marley with me and you know she gettin' wet Porsche, a Panamera, and you know I work for it They say I sold my soul, but at least I'm gettin' rich At least I'm gettin' hits, you know I work for it Don't be sayin' I'm a bitch, cause I'll pop you, now you dead Yeah, I'm gettin' all my checks, I sold my soul for it Yeah, your girl is a ho, she always go to Moe's And yeah, that's where my bros And you know I'm gettin' checks, you know I'm gettin' rich When I pull up to the party, yeah, you know it's gettin' lit When I pull up to the Marley, why she always gettin' wet Why she always ask for sex? Cause your girl is a bitch Got a crib, I work for it, girl, you better cook in it Got a girl in my back, yeah, in the seat Red Rover on me and you know I like the peas And you say I'm pushin' feet, and you say I'm pullin' seats But you know me, girl, and you always in the streets And your man is a freak, why he always message me Get your girl, man, yeah, she for the fuckin' streets All she do is smoke and weep, all she do is smoke and bleep She was askin' if I'm down, if I'm always pushin' peeps Got a bust style, I'm not Cartier, got it rich now In my fuckin' ear and I'm rich now Say I'm in a bed, and the demons in me And they know they comin' out, yeah, yeah And you know I got a frown, I'm a king, I got a crown So if you see me, you stay down, I'm a king and you a clown So you get out of my town, I wipe my nut on your towel Got a bust style, in my Cartier, got my wrist now All up in the air, yeah, I'm rich now So I don't care if you say I'm rich now So I don't care if you say I'm rich now