Bust

[Intro: Chief Keef]

June you're a Genius

Ramy on the beat

Sos' Baby

GBE Baby

Ayy

(Bang, bang)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]

My diamonds dance like a jewel party, On my neck Bugatti

She so wet it's a pool party

She ride me like Ducati

It's enough jewels on me for two bodies

Ooh Johnny, I only count the cash, I don't count no punani

No star clique it's the ruler, call me Chief Rick the Ruler

I'll get the pussy later, get the money sooner

That's ya ho I'm gon' do her, she's in the Uber

Tell cash to order that shit, and order two hearses

Cuz I'm killin' these niggas, Hilary billin' these niggas

Hilary Duffin' these niggas, got bands and duff on me nigga

They like, "What's up with Keef nigga?

He went def on me nigga."

Now it's these big ass earrings

Try me, we bust on a nigga

Pulled up in a hot car, with a hot fire

And we hot-boxing a hot car

Hop out of the hot car, with the hot ice

And I gotta thank my mama

Countin' all this motherfuckin' green

And you know I gotta thank God too

Only thing I'm worryin' bout is waking up in the morning

Fuck this city gon' do?

[Chorus: Chief Keef]

Bust on a nigga, (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on a nigga, (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]

Palms Itchin' I got money comin' I can feel it

Glock, conceal it, hatin', kill it, ice grill, chill it

Off the shoulders, hands quicker than a poker dealer

Shout out to my shotta E.E A.K.A "The Pig Squealer"

I don't dance but my diamonds do, watch 'em twerk

VVS, g-code, poppin like a perc

Diamonds flicker, fuck a swisher

Roll up a gold leaf Swishahouse, Glo Gang, Paul Wall, Chief Keef

Satellite supplied, wrap it with a Keith coat

Wet snake drippin' like the Candy on a 64"

H-town and Chi-town screamin', free Sergio

Ride the beat, go bang, 44

Ear lobes icey, diamonds dancin' like Ciara

TV Johnny got me clearer that's why yo bitch starin'

Yo grill don't shine like my grill, Why is you comparin'?

I got diamonds twerkin' all on me, 312 to the 713

[Chorus: Chief Keef]

Bust on a nigga, (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on a nigga, (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

[Verse 3: C. Stone]

I don't sell no syrup I just sip it

I go get new jewelry then I flip it

I stay well connected this ain't Cricket

They know my name from Chicago to Mississippi

I just got a bag Got my bitch a new bag, and I ain't tryna brag, but that's why my pants sag

My pockets flooded like my blazer it's fully loaded

Turn in yo lane my lights start glowin', that's promoted

On my grill, I put them VVSs

I put 20 racks up in my teeth cause, forget the days, them lights was off

Now every time I open up my mouth you see me shinin' in the midwest, but you know I'm from the south

(C. Stone)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]

Bust on a nigga, (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on a nigga, (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)

Bust on-Bust on a nigga (Try me, we bust)