YG - Buzzin' lyrics

Trust fund baby Trust fund, mmhmm I'm that ni**a, Slime that ni**a Five that ni**a, Five that ni**a Find that ni**a dead On his head I left a shiny nickel Shiny blicka, counterfeit Tiny trigger Trigger finger ain't even itchin' Kind of tickle, I'm a sicko Honolulu with my new new Rockin' MuMu like it's FuBu Red everything but Bluetooth On your grave I do the juju Mhmm Look at my chain, it's bussin' Drip on Usain, it's runnin' She give me brain that's skully She drunk a Wayne McFlurry Mmm and I'm on a Xan buzzin' I'ma machine gun 'em That money machine runnin' Them ni**as know we ain't runnin' That washin' machine money I'm talkin' 'bout clean money I'm talkin' 'bout me and money All of my bees buzzin' Zero degrees buzzin' What do that mean? Buzzin' that mean that this sh*t is a breeze for me I be on them trees feelin' like the mothafu*kin' chimpanzees buzzin' It's zero degrees and I might squeeze if you sneeze buzzin' Pass me the cup, buzzin' I need the lean buzzin' She fu*ked the whole team buzzin' The choppa got beam buzzin' I do not bang nothin' My bro got the b*tches comin' That's the bro, yeah that's the buzzer Like a bee, I'm really buzzin' That ain't my b*tch, I let her fu*ked the brozallini I went to Elian, I bought a ring of VVs Buzzin' be trappin', rappin' On the block, but the boys stay cappin' Netflix how that boy keep actin' Buzzin' with me and you know he bustin' Yeah, we buzzin' I'm with my buzzer They're like where'd you get your chain that sh*t bussin' Yeah, don't worry 'bout that splash Hundred racks, that's lil boy cash Two hundred on the big boy dash Heard buzzer trippin', he don't get no pass Mhmm Money on me now like mhmm Bet she want a bag mhmm Rollie bustin' and the buzzer got one too Buzzin' got the magic coupe Pass me the cup, buzzin' I need the lean buzzin' She fu*ked the whole team buzzin' The choppa got beam buzzin' I do not bang nothing My bro got the b*tches comin' That's the bro, yeah that's the buzzer Like a bee, I'm really buzzin' Ok, I'm really bloodin' Go down with the blicky, fu*k it I rather get caught with somethin' I can't be Ricky runnin' On the opps we huntin' Ya'll never score ya'll puntin' I like my hoes disgustin' On my way, your b*tch I'm comin' (Take that, take that, take that) You like savin' hoes, you a hoarder We cross out the opps, we be crossin' boarders Su gang I be sendin' orders Su gang red rags on my daughter Pass me the cup, buzzin' I need the lean buzzin' She fu*ked the whole team buzzin' The choppa got beam buzzin' I do not bang nothin' My bro got the b*tches comin' That's the bro, yeah that's the buzzer Like a bee, I'm really buzzin' Mmhmm I'm that ni**a, Slime that ni**a Five that ni**a, Five that ni**a Find that ni**a dead On his head I left a shiny nickel Shiny blicka, counterfeit Tiny trigger Trigger finger ain't even itchin' Kind of tickle, I'm a sicko Mmhmm