Buss Me A Script

Yo, Credo, Max, Max, Credo, yo, yo
Whoa, yo, ayy, ayy
Got a fatty butt, nigga, big bows and the mitts
I done spent the whole rolls
On the fence No track, hot, credo
I'm having checks I been having emotions
Like a nigga, six-flag Never miss a commissary
Nigga, get the bag Coldfield, mainline
Bitch, I was relaxed PC up
Nigga, never stop camping BBs on my neck
Please throw another tantrum
Wafi got me in it, Viggenstein, the linen R. I. P
To legend, Louis V, the mittens Touch the snow
I'm kidding, Max is supervision
Might be over tripping, my vacation's
With him Tryna violate me
Send me naked pictures I'm too scared
To hit him, it'd be hard to quit him Izzy
On the smoke, sip the hardest
Liquor Izzy on the strobe
Neck is like a river Going up a stream
Bubblin' off the cream Straight vanilla bean
Might be blessed tomorrow Like Pharrell O'Seen, lot
Of purple shit in Memphis
Tennessee Derrick Henry, step it
Never switching seats I was in the cave, now I'm on
The scene Turn a bitch to sweet
Gon' never kill a weed Now we talking about the bills
Loan the trash dollars I'll be shipping bills
I'm too hard to be at home when the shit come Only
Outcome
Not a billion come Me and Maxo
Working down the breast zone Need a bitch on
These blue hunters
I'll finger fuck her Money talks
Ear rings like Chris Tucker Pretty hot, eccentric
I'm a rest bitch fucker Me and Maxo
All about the cash flow Cousin got the oil by the
Crate like cash flow

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch lets take a trip(ayy)
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch lets take a trip(ayy)
Fuck this lil bitch off the real
Her nigga and blood flow

Crips Oxy and Roxy
We taking them trips Monkey nuts on my stick with
We busting out scripts Putting bricks in that Fender
Some kicks and some hips Told her bitch to stop talking
Come chew on my dick Sipping on walk, we don't
Drop out, we walk Get you murked for a perk
Get you killed for some silk Crank lit Taliban guns
Like Afghanistan Formed for a crib
In a Jordan Dyle drummer band Big Meach in the streets
Sold a hundred thousand zands All my opps
We see my face in the nigga rain If I was you
Gon' get you killed the same day Big homie in my zone
They gon' drill when I say Spin a opp like a DJ
K with the slay Kill a cop like Denzel on trending day
Like Curry with the 30
Shoot a nigga fade away Clip it to your head
Jump off
Blow your fat away Put the crown to your door
Now get a nigga gone Pop the Glock, get his top
Hit a nigga two-page Fuck nigga
Talk about Crank Clink Killer He ain't never killed no
Crank Clink nigga Clips with extensions
Put with the switches Laser beam
Let me squeeze
Hairpin on the tricks Got a baddie butt nigga
Big bows in the mansion I done spent the whole
Rolls on the fashion Don't track opp greed
Oh
Have attraction I been having emotions like a nigga
Six-flag If ever miss a conversation
Nigga get the blanket Cold feel
Made love, bitch, I was relaxing PC up
Nigga
Never stop camping Didn't reach on my neck
Please throw another tantrum

Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch lets take a trip(ayy)
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch Bust me a script
Fuck a bitch lets take a trip(ayy)