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Latto - Bussdown Lyrics



Latto - Bussdown Lyrics
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Yeah
Big Latto (Romano)
Yeah (OG Parker)

Two hunnid racks on me (cash)
Brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me

VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice)
Feeling like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
They ain't f*ck with me back then, now they all on me

Couple bitches praying that I fall
Real diamonds they ain't got a flaw
It ain't nothing to cut a nigga off
Can't tell me I don't put on for the south
Circle small (yeah), feel like I seen it all (yeah(
Young bitch, I be blowing through it like I might not see tomorrow
Ain't no pressure, count my blessings
I don't really need no nigga (need no nigga)
Watched all my friends turned into opps
So I don't really got no feelings (got no feelings)
Birkin, new bag alert (brrt)
These hoes be bad and burned (brrt)
I see these bitches took the big, no cap, I did it first (ha)
Bitch

Two hunnid racks on me (cash)
Brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me

VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice)
Feeling like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
They ain't f*ck with me back then, now they all on me

Save five hunnid racks for the Pateks, I'm getting real cheese
I used Amiri jeans for recreation
I hit the lotto dawg, I Powerball, I'm serving bases
I smoke the bizarro dawg, the black and mild ain't what you thinking
How could you ever even sleep on me?
I skeet on her, she skeet on me
She ain't never had a Z-O-E, I make it hard to cheat on me
You the only bitch who got a verse
I might candy paint a hearse
And lift it up, I know you heard
That when it's up, I'm shooting first
I'm getting money baby, try cash for the hitman
Bussing down the ink can, bussing down on anything
Hit the left on discount, swerve the Vert', switch lanes
I'm in the cut with a blick man, I'm dragging my nuts my dick hanging

Two hunnid racks on me (cash)
Brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me

VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice)
Feeling like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
They ain't f*ck with me back then, now they all on me (on me, on me)

(Latto)
(OG Parker)
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Yeah
Big Latto (Romano)
Yeah (OG Parker)

Two hunnid racks on me (cash)
Brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me

VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice)
Feeling like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
They ain't f*ck with me back then, now they all on me

Couple bitches praying that I fall
Real diamonds they ain't got a flaw
It ain't nothing to cut a nigga off
Can't tell me I don't put on for the south
Circle small (yeah), feel like I seen it all (yeah(
Young bitch, I be blowing through it like I might not see tomorrow
Ain't no pressure, count my blessings
I don't really need no nigga (need no nigga)
Watched all my friends turned into opps
So I don't really got no feelings (got no feelings)
Birkin, new bag alert (brrt)
These hoes be bad and burned (brrt)
I see these bitches took the big, no cap, I did it first (ha)
Bitch

Two hunnid racks on me (cash)
Brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me

VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice)
Feeling like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
They ain't f*ck with me back then, now they all on me

Save five hunnid racks for the Pateks, I'm getting real cheese
I used Amiri jeans for recreation
I hit the lotto dawg, I Powerball, I'm serving bases
I smoke the bizarro dawg, the black and mild ain't what you thinking
How could you ever even sleep on me?
I skeet on her, she skeet on me
She ain't never had a Z-O-E, I make it hard to cheat on me
You the only bitch who got a verse
I might candy paint a hearse
And lift it up, I know you heard
That when it's up, I'm shooting first
I'm getting money baby, try cash for the hitman
Bussing down the ink can, bussing down on anything
Hit the left on discount, swerve the Vert', switch lanes
I'm in the cut with a blick man, I'm dragging my nuts my dick hanging

Two hunnid racks on me (cash)
Brand new AMG (skrrt)
Prada on me and a bussdown (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
Everywhere I go, I gotta keep it on me

VVS diamonds on me, baby (ice)
Feeling like I made it (ayy)
Got it out the mud without no handout (la, la, la)
I'm getting money
They ain't f*ck with me back then, now they all on me (on me, on me)

(Latto)
(OG Parker)
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Writer: Alyssa Michelle Stephens, Bill K. Kapri, Ivory Scott IV, Jason A. Cornet, Jaucquez Lowe, Joshua Parker, Tee Romano, Terence Williams, Vanessa Carlton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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