Lil Candy Paint - Bussin lyrics

I’m a sneaky a*s n***a, wouldn’t trust me Got the Glock on my hip then I’m bussin. I’m a sneaky a*s n***a, wouldn’t trust me Got the Glock on my hip then I’m bustin’ Don’t care about s**t, not nothing Might pull up, aim it at your cousin Bustin’, bustin’, pull up aiming for nothing Bustin’, bustin’, pull up aiming for nothing Shoot up the crowd, see the s**t shake Kickin’ this s**t, no sensei n***a want, he gon’ get baked My n***as shooting s**t, no NBA n***as talkin’ fast, have you meet the f*****g draco And I got the AR shooting through his cakehole AR, doot doot, sound like a gay cult And I had to lay him down, now I’m on the lay low. My shooters pull up, get to bustin’ Bustin’, bustin’, bustin’, bustin’ Bustin’, bustin’, bustin’, bustin’ Bustin’, bustin’, bustin’, bustin’ Bustin’, bustin’, ayy ayy, bustinnn’.