Lon6z - Bussdown Lyrics

Aye so pathetic
So pathetic yea
I can't f*ck this bitch without a fetish
I can't f*ck this bitch without a fetish naw
It's so pathetic
I can't f*ck this bitch with out a fetish
Ratchet hoe better learn some f*cking etiquette
Heart is cold better know it's delicate
How I'm suppose to live without my Bussdown
Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it
Things ain't the same without my Bussdown
Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it
How I'm suppose to live without my Bussdown
Finesse is key don't finesse the mouths that feed
Shit ain't sweet like honey bees
Sometime f*cked up from the bullshit ain't got time
For birds and bees
I accept my blessing
Got over my ex's love my girl in Texas
Thoughts of surviving this cold world keep me restless
I can't go back to them
Fargo's and cream sodas
I can't buy no chips for a f*cking quarter
Tryna get paid in full like Rich Porter
Wear it once take it back I can't be no hoarders
If she got an onion she can get this Paul Bunyan all wood
Know I'm coming like I'm shooting on the block like Andre Drummond
Can't f*ck with a bitch if she need dick to function
Can't be trusted Metro booming can't trust you if I'm stuck on a track in London
Make my stomach hurt man I need some robitussin
No time for no high blood pressure and my heart to get to pumping
I can't even lie you give me headache head be thumping yea
I can't even lie it's so pathetic
It's so pathetic
I can't f*ck this bitch with out a fetish
Ratchet hoe better learn some f*cking etiquette
Heart is cold better know it's delicate
How I'm suppose to live without my Bussdown
Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it
Things ain't the same without my Bussdown
Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it
How I'm suppose to live without my Bussdown
There no cheat codes in this game so don't play round
Sixteen hollows in the chamber that's one round
Yea I'm young they on my Joc It going down
Don't want my ex she pathetic date a clown
Lean on my mama, now lean on my brothers
Stay lean about the green name ring just like a ping
In the paint like Yao Ming in the trap where I be
Making knock out hits for Ali
Is you rolling, bitch I might be
It's so pathetic
I can't f*ck this bitch with out a fetish
Ratchet hoe better learn some f*cking etiquette
Heart is cold better know it's delicate
How I'm suppose to live without my Bussdown
Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it
Things ain't the same without my Bussdown
Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it, Buss it
How I'm suppose to live without my Bussdown