Yung Tory - Buss Down lyrics

This ice on my neck it's a trophy (it's a trophy, yeah) Say you love me baby, you gotta show me I ran that s**t up on my lonely She love me but she ain't the only I don't need homies, I need the Rollie-oh Buss down Yeah baby, buss down Your girl let me buss down Your girl let me buss down Buss down. I need the buss dooown, I bet that she wanna f**k now All these thotties they in love now No Milwaukee, I got bucks now Like what can you say now? Young n***a on his way now Shorty bussin' at the Greyhound She give me top, don't make out I smoke that great loud, with my white boy like 8-Mile B***h I go ape now, she eat me up like takeout I'm on the plane, I'm takin' more flights I need more ice, told the b***h she got four strikes And boy you a lame, I can't even call you my guy Seen the bullsh** through my eyes I ain't dumb, I'm a wiseguy .. Yeah I do this s**t for Nine now I'm feelin' like King Kong, got wings on, I'm a fly-guy Look at my ice, don't think twice, I just live my life Livin' right, in the night, when we come alive Losing, bro a shooter, yeah he keep a pipe Hit my j**eler, yeah my diamonds they don't need a light. Buss dooown Yeah baby, buss dooown Your girl let me buss dooown Your girl let me buss dooown Buss dooown. Can't wife if she a buss dooown Audemars buss dooown .. Hit her off WhatsApp She a buss dooown, say she not but that's cap Got my circle cut down, s**t fa'real not just rap Alexander one strap, the perky f**k her guts out Put her on blast, she got clout I put her a*s in my mouth Why did my homie cop out? Wedding ring, buss dooown I'm from that where you don't need friends Put down them designers, put on these bands What I paid for these new Lou's, it cost his rent I was stuck at the bottom, shoes cement. Buss dooown Yeah baby, buss dooown Your girl let me buss dooown Your girl let me buss dooown Buss dooownnn.