Bgb Tony - Down (feat. Frank & LiekSkiano) Lyrics

Down Down Down Down
She gon Buss Dat (Buss dat shi lil hoe)
Imma Buss Dat (Buss dat shi lil hoe)
If he up Dat (F*ck it, We Go)
We gon rush Dat (Rush dat nigga he slow)
She gon Buss Dat (Buss dat shi lil hoe)
Imma Buss Dat (Buss dat shi lil hoe)
If he up Dat (F*ck it, We Go)
We gon rush Dat (Rush dat nigga he slow)

Damn she bussin it open
She shaking dem hips so just gimme a moment
Wait, don't give a f*ck bout opponents
Spin through they block just to show that im toting
These niggas ain't hitters they joking, get back gang gotta get that atonement
Bullets gon leave his shirt soaking
New opp pack and this shi really potent

I got a chill with the talk, I move like a dog, you get hit with the bark
Shi get to crack and you get left with spark
You switching yo side, you gon' move like a narc
Think you the shit, but I'm really the fart I'm I'm throwing a point, I move fast like a dart
Send you to heaven, you gon' hear all the heart I cover for bro, you gon' act like a tart

F*ckin' that bitch, y'ea, I'm breakin' her heart Smokin' on flames, hollows shoot through the dark
Bitch, you not even a fart We movin' too tact, pointin' tips like a dart
Like I did it all from the start Grabba, it's punchin', it's beatin' my heart
If she a tootie might break her
If she a tootie, might break her apart

Wait, thought it was over
She throw that lil' shit, I'ma bend that shit over
Ridin' that beat like a rover
You moving too fast, baby, she shake that shi slower
This ain't no game, ain't no poker
I came in this bitch and I came with the soldiers
I got a nine, its a blower
If I shoot and I miss, then he got him a clover
Don't give a f*ck bout no luck, We came in this bitch and we boot this shit up
Okay, toot, toot that shit up I'm with the gang, we gon' shoot this shit up

She gon' bust that, I'ma bust that, If he up that, we gon' rush that
Switchin', I'm keepin' the flow
F*ckin' your hoe and I pass her to bro
I'm so slimy, you don't even know
I always be clutchin', I stay on my own
Trappin' a pack, people blow up my phone
In the back of the V, she gon' give me the dome
Quick, lil' quickie, I Uber her home
Not by myself, but I still with my chrome
I told her my rap, I don't sing no song
Freaky lil freak she just wanna go bone
Not at the telly, I came to her home I feel like destroy, cause I leave her alone
Look at the patec a that shi go on froze I keep it like this and I rap and record
And I'm makin' a diss and I get to this money I stay with the tricks and what you gon' do
When I pull out this blick

She gon' bust that,(blick)
I'ma bust that (blick)
If he up that, (blick)
We gon' rush that (we came wit he the sticks)
We came with the pack, that shi gonna go
I came with my pole, me and Tony
You know we gon' blow