KMA - Bussdown Lyrics

Back at it no static new fabric
I bust like automatic
I got these things established
My elbow in the pot
I'm tryna make that flip
Niggas coming for yah neck you try to take that shit
But still I'm
Back at it no static new fabric
I bust like automatic
I got these things established
I can't call on the plug
Don't do no paybacks
Gotta make em come correct
Or keep em way back (aye)
All of my dime they choosey
Always got me a doosey
Your girl still a floosey
Don't care how many times you switch
You niggas love to talk shit okay
I bossed up in this bitch
You only knew me cause the bro okay
Shit now you call me big Mitch
No storytelling
This shit more like fortune telling
All black lambos 9/11's
2 3 houses flashing cameras
Can't wait up too focused
Big waves like I'm Moses
Gotta come on now cause we going
Seen a couple checks now I'm zoned in
It's 3 o'clock on the morning
Know my haters in the bed snoring
I just sent the bro to the store
This the last wood at the yo
But you know I'm on a roll I need more
Tried and true they proud of you wont tell the truth
Feed the fam nigga f*ck the fame
Got a lot to lose
Back at it no static new fabric
I bust like automatic
I got these things established
My elbow in the pot
I'm tryna make that flip
Niggas coming for yah neck you try to take that shit
But still I'm
Back at it no static new fabric
I bust like automatic
I got these things established
I can't call on the plug
Don't do no paybacks
Gotta make em come correct
Or keep em way back (aye)
But still I'm
(Ah)
Got make em come correct
(But still I)
Gotta make em
(Gotta)
Gotta make em come correct
I need no assistance
Gotta let her know before she dismiss
Shawty touching her toes
Feel it in her her chest
Standing pigeon toed
But no birds over here
Been plotting on this for a year
I'll break a nigga down
To make my point clear
I campaign don't smear it
Better show some real spirit
They think I'm playing but im serious
I'm still the realest in the mirror
I got that loaf like Panera
No lactose in my cheddar
It's for the glory not the medals
Can't take my foot off the pedal
I can't never ever settle
Y'all gone feel this shit forever
Cold case
Still rocking all that north face
While y'all looking with long face
Is it cause I came up from a hard space
And I get it poppin out in all states
Didn't run no little clout play
Club hoppin wit the DJ's
F*ck that he say and she say
Boy these days I'm
Back at it no static new fabric
I bust like automatic
I got these things established
My elbow in the pot
I'm tryna make that flip
Niggas coming for yah neck you try to take that shit
But still I'm
Back at it no static new fabric
I bust like automatic
I got these things established
I can't call on the plug
Don't do no paybacks
Gotta make em come correct
Or keep em way back (aye)
But still I'm
(Ah)
Got make em come correct
(But still I)
Gotta make em
(Gotta)
Gotta make em come correct