Buss It

[Intro: CEO Trayle] Yeah, 'skgo [Pre-Chorus: CEO Trayle] I just took a left wrist and I bust it I just took a new bitch and I bust it Ayy, can’t none of these bitches be trusted They put the croc on the Diors [Chorus: CEO Trayle] I used to sleep on the floor Fuck the awards, just give the millions that come with it We goin' Scotty tonight, then I’m done with it I high speed the AP all the way to Dodee [Verse 1: CEO Trayle] Why the fuck she ain’t been textin' me lately? I’m thinkin' she done with me Had to murder one suspect, still on the run with me [?] no cap, this trap shit call me Ayy, I let one of these hoes hit thе double tree I got two different rooms at thе Lowes Ayy, I kill the bitch if she try trappin' [?] Ain’t from the trenches, imprint on my clothes I got rich out the bowls and my records done sold And I put a new neck on that bitch 'cause I’m cold And I went got the bricks [?], ice out the AP And you know it’s that scammer shit Bitch, we bankin' with back do' Kick it in, we came in through the back do' Get the M’s just to help out the black folk And my brother BP [?] though Handle no milk 'cause he lactose, I let that Mac go I rather drip with some [?], 'fore I’m caught fuckin' with that hoe You is not [?], look it, I’m gone, again Go in and out through the back do' [Verse 2: Gunna] And we stay strapped like the taksfroce Just bought a big house but I’m at the penthouse I treat the townhouse like a bando Board the G5, I’m in Cabo with models This trip probably cost me a 'Lambo He talk on the net, then we wait like a year Then we whack the lil' boy like Soprano Don’t play with me, play the piano I been in the war, don’t go back and forth If it’s up, then it’s stuck, nigga, stand on it This ain’t nothin' new, I done seen it before And that boy got a whole lotta cap on it Bet this lil hoe wanna love me I pull out my dick, when I did it, she sat on it I made a vow to my dogs that we always get rich And my nigga can bet on it [Verse 3: Lil Gotit] I was brought up to go get it They know Rudy gang handle the business Yeah, we straight out the trunk with them blickys I was sure, ain’t nobody listen I was blowin' them hundreds and fifties Break the counter, we count up the digits Went and copped my first watch, it was pissy And I came from the south of the city Zip yo' mouth, get closed, nigga White paint on my hoes, nigga Say slime, play yo' role, nigga No heart, yeah, it’s froze, nigga [Chorus: CEO Trayle] I used to sleep on the floor Fuck the awards, just give the millions that come with it We goin' Scotty tonight, then I’m done with it I high speed the AP all the way to Dodee [Pre-Chorus: CEO Trayle] I just took a left wrist and I bust it I just took a new bitch and I bust it Ayy, can’t none of these bitches be trusted They put the croc on the Diors