Thirty in the clip that glizzy holding up a ruler
Swear they with the shits boy all my youngins really shootas
Snakey to the core you niggas lookin like medusa
Loyal to my brothers from a youngin i been ruthless
Buss down, drip ya
Broke niggas make me sick ya
Two tone patek uh
Want a rolly on my wrist ya
Buss down, drip
Broke niggas make me sick
Call a quits, My niggas too legit
I tell em ride ride ride ride and then they go
My youngin slide aint no question ya he know
He keep a stick everywhere that he go
He might be young but he tottin that pole
They go broke for a while to look rich
Stuck in the mud had to hop out that ditch
We trap so hard all we know is get rich
Free all my bros locked down that make me sick
They took Scottie they took Zoe took Biggie, Fuji, my Bro
Been a minute since i lost
Aint been broke since Du came home
Wire taps dont speak on phones
Only if you using code
K he got two glizzys on him call one Kylie call one Khloe
Thirty in the clip that glizzy holding up a ruler
Swear they with the shits boy all my youngins really shootas
Snakey to the core you niggas lookin like medusa
Loyal to my brothers from a youngin i been ruthless
Buss down, drip ya
Broke niggas make me sick ya
Two tone patek uh
Want a rolly on my wrist ya
Buss down, drip
Broke niggas make me sick
Call a quits, My niggas too legit
Too legit bout time that you called a quits
Tired of these fake niggas and they foolishness
Ruler clip youngin get your whole crew dismissed
You new to this i can tell you aint used to this
Stuck in these streets my stick on me
Trappin for weeks we get no sleep
Serve the junkies all that they need
Im turning corners into pharmacys
Thirty in the clip that glizzy holding up a ruler
Swear they with the shits boy all my youngins really shootas
Snakey to the core you niggas lookin like medusa
Loyal to my brothers from a youngin i been ruthless
Buss down, drip ya
Broke niggas make me sick ya
Two tone patek uh
Want a rolly on my wrist ya
Buss down, drip
Broke niggas make me sick
Call a quits, My niggas too legit
Natra - Buss Down Lyrics
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Thirty in the clip that glizzy holding up a ruler
Swear they with the shits boy all my youngins really shootas
Snakey to the core you niggas lookin like medusa
Loyal to my brothers from a youngin i been ruthless
Buss down, drip ya
Broke niggas make me sick ya
Two tone patek uh
Want a rolly on my wrist ya
Buss down, drip
Broke niggas make me sick
Call a quits, My niggas too legit
I tell em ride ride ride ride and then they go
My youngin slide aint no question ya he know
He keep a stick everywhere that he go
He might be young but he tottin that pole
They go broke for a while to look rich
Stuck in the mud had to hop out that ditch
We trap so hard all we know is get rich
Free all my bros locked down that make me sick
They took Scottie they took Zoe took Biggie, Fuji, my Bro
Been a minute since i lost
Aint been broke since Du came home
Wire taps dont speak on phones
Only if you using code
K he got two glizzys on him call one Kylie call one Khloe
Thirty in the clip that glizzy holding up a ruler
Swear they with the shits boy all my youngins really shootas
Snakey to the core you niggas lookin like medusa
Loyal to my brothers from a youngin i been ruthless
Buss down, drip ya
Broke niggas make me sick ya
Two tone patek uh
Want a rolly on my wrist ya
Buss down, drip
Broke niggas make me sick
Call a quits, My niggas too legit
Too legit bout time that you called a quits
Tired of these fake niggas and they foolishness
Ruler clip youngin get your whole crew dismissed
You new to this i can tell you aint used to this
Stuck in these streets my stick on me
Trappin for weeks we get no sleep
Serve the junkies all that they need
Im turning corners into pharmacys
Thirty in the clip that glizzy holding up a ruler
Swear they with the shits boy all my youngins really shootas
Snakey to the core you niggas lookin like medusa
Loyal to my brothers from a youngin i been ruthless
Buss down, drip ya
Broke niggas make me sick ya
Two tone patek uh
Want a rolly on my wrist ya
Buss down, drip
Broke niggas make me sick
Call a quits, My niggas too legit
Swear they with the shits boy all my youngins really shootas
Snakey to the core you niggas lookin like medusa
Loyal to my brothers from a youngin i been ruthless
Buss down, drip ya
Broke niggas make me sick ya
Two tone patek uh
Want a rolly on my wrist ya
Buss down, drip
Broke niggas make me sick
Call a quits, My niggas too legit
I tell em ride ride ride ride and then they go
My youngin slide aint no question ya he know
He keep a stick everywhere that he go
He might be young but he tottin that pole
They go broke for a while to look rich
Stuck in the mud had to hop out that ditch
We trap so hard all we know is get rich
Free all my bros locked down that make me sick
They took Scottie they took Zoe took Biggie, Fuji, my Bro
Been a minute since i lost
Aint been broke since Du came home
Wire taps dont speak on phones
Only if you using code
K he got two glizzys on him call one Kylie call one Khloe
Thirty in the clip that glizzy holding up a ruler
Swear they with the shits boy all my youngins really shootas
Snakey to the core you niggas lookin like medusa
Loyal to my brothers from a youngin i been ruthless
Buss down, drip ya
Broke niggas make me sick ya
Two tone patek uh
Want a rolly on my wrist ya
Buss down, drip
Broke niggas make me sick
Call a quits, My niggas too legit
Too legit bout time that you called a quits
Tired of these fake niggas and they foolishness
Ruler clip youngin get your whole crew dismissed
You new to this i can tell you aint used to this
Stuck in these streets my stick on me
Trappin for weeks we get no sleep
Serve the junkies all that they need
Im turning corners into pharmacys
Thirty in the clip that glizzy holding up a ruler
Swear they with the shits boy all my youngins really shootas
Snakey to the core you niggas lookin like medusa
Loyal to my brothers from a youngin i been ruthless
Buss down, drip ya
Broke niggas make me sick ya
Two tone patek uh
Want a rolly on my wrist ya
Buss down, drip
Broke niggas make me sick
Call a quits, My niggas too legit
Writer: Natra, faraj jamal
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