Busta Lyrics

They on my dick but they never did nothing

Put that on bro when I see you I'm upping

You be smoking on bro I ain't going for nothing

Waving the skap got them nikkas ducking

If you get too close I'm scratching your muffin

New opps on dick but they don't got scenes

Brodie will kill you he don't need a bean

Young trap Nikka I'm living my dream

Prince of these samples i soon be king

Like I'm from grove street bitch I need the green

One by one we gone knock off your team

My work is a ten you could ask the feens

Loved high school I was serving teens

By the end of the day I ran outta weed

If you in the trap you know how that be

Now I drop ode go run up my streams

Dropped outta school I was tryna get money

while you was in math I was serving junkies

Might kind-nap a opp and do him like I'm sunny

I had rainy days now my shits sunny

I ain't nutting in thots ion want a kid

Bro got locked he doing a bid

And he super sturdy if he in the spot

He got so much time he ain't rocking a watch

All the bros getting booked this shit gotta stop

I got a plan we gone get to the top

And I brought a g cause nikkas keep dying

We bend that block now them nikkas crying

They say you gone make it like Mel stop sliding

Bitch I'm a demon promoting the violence

Up it so fast he thought I was flash

He tried to run he got shot in his ass

If you play with my money ima kill your dead

Nikkas think that I'm pussy cause I'm making tracks

Bend on the opps then it's back to the Stu

She wanna fuck all the bros it's cool

She gone line up a opp so it make it better

I be fucking they bitches and I get em wetter

That Nikka a rat still ain't getting no

That Nikka a rat still ain't getting no cheddar

I love the g but used to tote berettas

Free all the guys I hope y'all got my letter

A always focus on the money

B bully the opps cause it's funny

C see the cops on dick you gotta have money

I could switch they flow and they still won't listen

I was fucked up with no pot to piss in

Growing up I seen that white in the kitchen

They on my dick but they never did nothing

Put that on bro when I see you I'm upping

You be smoking on bro I ain't going for nothing

Waving the skap got them nikkas ducking

If you get too close I'm scratching your muffin

New opps on dick but they don't got scenes

Brodie will kill you he don't need a bean

Young trap Nikka I'm living my dream

Prince of these samples i soon be king

Like I'm from grove street bitch I need the green

One by one we gone knock off your team

My work is a ten you could ask the feens

Loved high school I was serving teens

By the end of the day I ran outta weed

If you in the trap you know how that be

Now I drop ode go run up my streams