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malcxm - bust down lyrics

ima pull out the money for the bust down
got your girl on me yeah, you know she wanna touch now
all these lame n-ggas that’s just somethin’ i can’t trust now, yeah

lame n-ggas i cant trust now
pull out the money for the bust down
got your girl on me yeah you know she wanna touch now
all these lame n-ggas that’s just somethin’ i can’t trust now, yeah
lame n-ggas i cant trust now

got the bust down, b-tches l-st now
i’m on cloud nine i ain’t finna come down
’cause i’m up now
you a f-ckin bum, yeah you run down
hit your b-tch in her endzone call it a touchdown
count up the paper yeah gettin right
my music goin’ up like michael jordan ’cause it’s takin’ flight
everytime i hop on the track i’m takin’ n-ggas lives
people always sayin’ “malcxm, you one of a kind”
pull off in the whip, make tires skirt
doin’ what i want, lil n-gga, call me uzi vert
i’ma take your b-tch like an amber alert
and i’ma wear her -ss out like a t-shirt
n-ggas talkin’ funny we pullin’ up with the stick
and you motherf-ckers is trash and i’m thinkin’ that you should quit
i’m bangin’ out on you n-ggas call me shawn kemp
and i’m goin’ all in ’til there’s nothin’ left
i’m a lyrical n-gga leavin’ you n-ggas outta breath
i’m a f-ckin’ fashion k!ller ’cause i’m fresh ’til death
and these n-ggas leanin’ on my like a crutch now
these n-ggas i can’t trust now

ima pull out the money for the bust down
got your girl on me yeah, you know she wanna touch now
all these lame n-ggas that’s just somethin’ i can’t trust now, yeah
lame n-ggas i cant trust now
pull out the money for the bust down
got your girl on me yeah you know she wanna touch now
all these lame n-ggas that’s just somethin’ i can’t trust now, yeah
lame n-ggas i cant trust now

i hop out the whip and i do my dance
got a lil shawty on me throwin’ it with no hands
she gone keep goin’ while a young n-gga throwin’ bands
while i’m throwin’ bands
i tell the b-tch pipe down
tell her to turn it around
i beat it up
from the waist down
now the b-tch want a ride around town
but she got a frown ’cause i told her she not allowed
i’m carryin’ these n-ggas man, it’s gettin’ kinda heavy
and if rappin’ was football, i’m truckin’ n-ggas like a chevy
y’all just like a female goin’ out, ’cause y’all never ready
i’ll cook you n-ggas in a pot like some f-ckin’ spaghetti
y’all n-ggas -ss, so i’m g-ssin’
you motherf-ckers trash and i do ’em like rondo when they want a feature, i p-ss
flows incredible, elastic, i’m doin’ the dash
y’all invisable like an iphone 7 headphone jack
never catch me switchin’ like a f-ckin’ nintendo
i’m never actin’ like a thug, like i trap out the bando
but i always keep it kickin’ like a n-gga doin’ kenpo
and i’m not blueface, you know i’m rappin’ on tempo
tell that lil b-tch i need it right now
she out of state yeah she tryna catch a flight now
but these n-ggas leanin’ on me like a crutch now
these n-ggas i can’t trust now

- malcxm lyrics

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