Michael Houston - Buss'ed Lyrics

4-1 Finesse shit
Detroit
Hahah
Let's go
Still rollin' up woods
Still rollin' through hoods
Level up out the mud
You do this shit for the buzz
She get this dick, f*ck a hug
Aiming for million plus
Days taking the bus
Now the Roley get buss'ed

Loading up on these hoes
Money cant be postpone
Roll up with the bag she cash app me the funds
10 Thousands in ones I finessed, I can't lie
These hoes wanna nigga made, straight out the box

Evil thoughts on my mind, Yea I need a detox
Champagne for the taste, no these ain' no cheap shots
Ambition get that pussy wet, I'm talking drip drops
Ain no love for these hoes, in these Gucci flip flops

Talking red and blue mix
Lamborghinis, Porches
These talking hoes shit
I'm my high hoes piston
Use to walk in biscuits
Could of busted down a trap
It's was tempting
Plug put me on a mission
Finish up strong gotta get it
FUCK YO FEEL'N

Still rollin' up woods
Still rollin' through hoods
Level up out the mud
You do this shit for the buzzed
She get this dick, f*ck a hug
Aiming for million plus
Days taking the bus
Now the Roley get buss'ed

Wu' Tang with the cream
Spit dope, you fiend
Came up on the beat
Signing deals on the sneak

Pop up everybody eat
Wash my grill in the sink
Summerset Gucci
Hoes pussy pop in Jacuzzi

4 Quarter I'm down
Ain' got time for you clowns
Police catfishin' for pounds
Get lost without being found

Blowing out SoundCloud's
You haters woke up with frowns
I woke up getting around
I can't take shit laying down

Still rollin' up woods
Still rollin' through hoods
Level up out the mud
You do this shit for the buzz
She get this dick, f*ck a hug
Aiming for million plus
Days taking the bus
Now the Roley get buss'ed