[ Featuring Mj Troy, Big Homie Juice ]
Bringin' out, bussin' 'em down, get to the bands
I hit her phone, she pullin' up, it's her and her friends
Whenever we done, I tell 'em to go, don't see 'em again
We had a good time, now back to the mission and back to the bands
Bringin' out, bussin' 'em down, get to the bands
I hit her phone, she pullin' up, it's her and her friends
Whenever we done, I tell 'em to go, don't see 'em again
We had a good time, now back to the mission and back to the bands
I hit her phone it's a greenlight
For the whole night, show you right
I take her down like a Tyson fight
F*ckin' her good by the candlelight
I swear, it could all be so simple
But I'm always on your mental
This dick is not yours, it's a rental
No time to be sentimental
I got to get back to them bands
I need to get payed in advance
I'm doin' this shit for all of the fam
That's just the man that I am
You a real good vibe and a real good time
But I can not let you get all of mine
If you don't get it just fall in line
Cause what's on my mind is this heavy grind, cause we
Can't save no bitties
Got my whole city litty
Got my whole team with me
Know a couple niggas envy
Know a couple bitches freaky
Lately my palms been ichin'
Gettin' closer to the billions
Gettin' closer to the trillions
Tired of thinkin' 'bout the millions
Can't a nigga f*ck with us
Yeah, yeah
Bringin' out, bussin' 'em down, get to the bands
I hit her phone, she pullin' up, it's her and her friends
Whenever we done, I tell 'em to go, don't see 'em again
We had a good time, now back to the mission and back to the bands
Bringin' out, bussin' 'em down, get to the bands
I hit her phone, she pullin' up, it's her and her friends
Whenever we done, I tell 'em to go, don't see 'em again
We had a good time, now back to the mission and back to the bands
Plenty bands bust out the wrapper
Tell me who askin', they don't want traction
That create Static, Icey like Matty
Pull on her ponytail now she feel bratty, uh
Big blues, what's new
Feel like Jordan, game five, with the flu
I ain't got no time, that's a rollie tattoo
You don't cross that line, send shots at a roof
Hold on lil baby, I know you're waitin'
Receiving the passes way farther than Brady
Woke up my mama and told her a spider outside
She look, a Ferrari there waitin'
I know I had to go secure the bag, so I got in my bag
Why the f*ck would I wait
These niggas jabroni, I'm King and you're Bronny
You probably need staircase to Heaven to find me
