[BUSTA:]
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Turn my music up (C'MON)
Turn my music up (C'MON)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Turn my music up (UHH)
Turn my music up (UHH)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Live n***a bully foot bra**ed up on rap sh** now.
Check it out now
[VERSE 1:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah re-lax that sh** you talk
Before I sick my b**h on you that'll bounce with your dick on a fork
I'll bring a bigger storm to calm your clouds
I own a couple things; I even own a farm with cows
I own the moment when my n***as run deep through crowds
Like how a pregnant woman breast milk leek through her blouse
A lot of n***as like to wish on a star
don't give a f** who you are
I know some n***as that'll piss on your car
Now see, every time we step in a place
I give y'all n***as sh** that put a foul look on your face
And rob ice like I was never more able
Don't drink coffee 'cos my diamond be cutting the gla** on the table
Hey, I be the lost found tribe of "Jabas"
Bust n***as then I plant another bomb in your a**
And then I put my students all in a cla**
To clear my ruler ship
And make y'all n***as f**ed up doin' the math
[HOOK:]
One time now (C'MON)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Turn my music up (C'MON)
Turn my music up (UHH)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Truck volume (C'MON)
Truck volume (C'MON)
[CHORUS:]
I know ya-wanna-get up-on it
Let me-show ya- how we do
Every-time we-drop that-sh** you
Know we-put it-down for you (HEY, HEY)
[VERSE 2:]
How many times you gon' crush down somethin'
You need to change your name up, to Bus-A-Bus down somethin'
You f**in' with the highest my n***a
Tryin' to f** with the giants, might as well call me Goliath my n***a
C'mon, drop hot sh** on the spot; sop it up with a mop
Before the hungry come and shop on your block
I know some n***as that'd love to blood s** you all
A thing of the past, because them n***as stuck you all
One shot bustin' the same bullet, struck you all
And when they bounce you hear voices screamin' "fu*k YOU ALL"
Gathered up about a thousand young ?box? who brawl
As decoys, in case they needed to duck you all
That's why you better move tight with your click
n***as be thirsty and quick
Just to be off into the night with your sh**
C'MON, we keep it street to give a damn who you are
Make n***as wile, and b**hes spread, and put they hands on the car
Now let me frisk 'em, and shake they a**es down to the floor
One dude wonderin', "What them n***as is poundin' me for?
What them n***as grillin'? What them n***as houndin' me for?"
Before the poundin', "What them n***as was surroundin' me for?"
Well let me tell you what the f** we was surroundin' you for
We came to get you once but now I come to get you for more
And while they get and got, n***as drinkin' ten-dollar-henne a shot
Getting' drunk and wilin' out in the spot
[HOOK:]
What the f** now (C'MON)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Truck sh** now (C'MON)
Turn my music up (C'MON)
Turn my music up (UHH)
Hot sh** now (C'MON)
Street sh** now (C'MON)
Truck volume (C'MON)
[CHORUS x2]