Gang [x3]
Ayy Charles you a fool for this one
Bummy Buster in this b**h
Pull up in the club in my Blackberry's
Out the cut b**h I'm very scary
Motherf**er it's a drought so I told your b**h to open mouth
And you know that b**h got drink so I but her on the bench
And she french then I'm fried
Man I'm so damn high
I couldn't open my eyes then I dropped out of school
Told them n***a's that I died
Now you wonder why i'm fried
You try to get on me but you really just lost your mind
Think it's your time but it could really be up
n***a's went blind because I'm Glo'd all up
Head to toe and I'm aiming at your torso
f** the Jay free mar last time I seen broke
We were smoking dro out his car
Shinning like some stars
Getting the near row
And b**h I ain't your hero
We smash on your bros
And f** on they hoes
If they ain't got pretty toe
Then you get them out your door
I don't play go hit 'em up and then K.O
f** n***a got smoke b**h I've been fuego
Smoking hella puck puck watch you heard loud pack
Went through that now I made maniac
White Timb's buddy I'm all dressed up in designer
b**h you can't f** with me
Bummy Buster [x4]
b**h I'm Bummy Buster
Bummy Buster the man with them bands on my hands
Got em majesty that copped with fifty (In the club) xan's
Chopped up 50 whales on your man
When he jumping that fence
Bobby got clap back at the spot
Stand against my block do not play
We smoking strong, just left Canada
Now I'm hotboxing the (small)
See you the first time in America
First time in your motherf**ing area
b**h Call me Steve O smoking on the end dope
Thought you can't see me cause I'm f**ing out though
Can't see me, said it twice on the TV
John Cena and Karina s**ing my dick
Her name is Katrina
Hurricane Kris on the blunt while I'm smoking it
Your b**h can't stop chocking dick
Yeah you know I'm getting it, Money b**h yeah ain't sh** funny b**h
I'm bummy b**h got this sh** on my
b**h come (x2)
Hear me come b**h, see me come b**h (s** my f**ing dick)
Y'all already know, thirty round clip on my hip
God Damn rubber bands, I can't stand your math
But you gonna get k**ed, Pop like a f**ing pill
Then I'm gonna get him the chills
When I'm at his funeral, f** his mother
Then I came out with his daughter
Bobby just kidding b**h
I'm just kidding b**h
Me Im a p**y pug b**h
I'm just kidding b**h
Oh God Damn (Uhh)
s** my dick, b**h