Buss Down - Lil Zay Osama, Lil Tjay

Earl on the beat

Lil Zay Osama, on the swag, gang, gang, gang

Dropped the pow, pop, pop, gang, gang, gang

Ain’t rockin' this Babe, ho

This is Dior, I ain’t rockin' no Bape (Ain't rockin' no Bape)

I gotta go far, I don’t care what you say (I don’t care what you say)

Rockin' the AP (No, no, no, no)

AP, buss down

Fucked your bitch, she a buss down

Home run, touch down

Money came in, call it clutch now

I got on Off-White, I ain’t rockin' no Bape

I got her all night, I’m fuckin' her face

I ran up a milli' and threw it in change

Them niggas boolin', it ain’t too much to say

I’m from the S where we gang bang

Youngest trapper know it’s just to maintain

I got one in the hat so it’s bang, bang

Every city I’m lettin' my chain swing

I be crackin', still fuck with the visas

I be trappin', still fuck with the reefer

Exotic, a dirty, no tool, boutta fire

You know all my prices is decent

I rap with the dirty, I call me a meeting

And I’m on my way to Ibiza

Check the bag, I’m a overachiever

I got bands on my stripes, like a zebra

With the business, I’m on top like I’m white

With the bitches, I’m a thief in the night

My bro in the feds, I send him a kite

Pay for him a lawyer, make sure he alright

AP, buss down

Fucked your bitch, she a buss down

Home run, touch down

Money came in, call it clutch now

I got on Off-White, I ain’t rockin' no Bape

I got her all night and I’m fuckin' her face

I ran up a milli' and threw it in change

Them niggas boolin', it ain’t too much to say

Every diamond is a VVS

Lil bro finessin' with TCF

Thick white bitch woulda came here

She fuck on me and my mans

I spend the guap on Dior shoes

My lil' right bitch, she with me, do mushrooms

When I spray the chopper I need much room

I’m big body, parking I need much room

I got some head from Nene

I was there, fuckin' on Cece

I got a call from TZ

Closed at the back door, 3-D

They gettin' high off the white

But this ain’t no

And I just hope I don’t tweak, tweak

'Cause this chopper fold your mans

So you better watch what you say

'Cause these niggas with me don’t play

That’s my slatt, that’s my slime

He’s gon' shoot at your face

AP, buss down

Fucked your bitch, she a buss down

Home run, touch down

Money came in, call it clutch now

I got on Off-White, I ain’t rockin' no Bape

I got her all night, I’m fuckin' her face

I ran up a milli' and threw it in change

Them niggas boolin', it ain’t too much to say

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa

Chop man, you know what I’m sayin' man

Young niggas, made it out the trenches, man

You know about it, man

AP, buss down, home run, touch down

Gang, gang, gang