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Certified busserr (feat. Lulp) Video (MV)




Performed By: 3200babii
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Gabriel Ramirez




3200babii - Certified busserr (feat. Lulp) Lyrics




Breathe, I'm not in love, it's just a game we do
I'd sell my soup on the bed and do you
But I don't wanna sleep, it's quarter after midnight
I'm into you, breathe, think we made

I'm always bout to breathe, think we made
I'm into you, breathe
Ayy, bounce out, push up on him with this four-nickel
I dumped the chopp i , couldn't hold it right, that's why I told Pistol

My brother said he tryna pop a opp so I'ma go with you
It's fifty in the Glock and one up top so I'm gon' press issues
Ayy, geekin' off them tens, now I'm a certified buster
And she be around some broke niggas, on my life I won't touch it

Some niggas tried to set the play, bounce out the load and go rush it
And I can't trust another bitch, it's all fake, I don't love her
Ayy, f*cked up in the head and now I gotta ride with Switchy
Been seein' demons in my sleep, I know them niggas out to get me

And I don't gotta cock it back, you moving wrong, I leave it empty
Been sippin' juice and poppin' pills cause I don't think nobody with me
Breathe, I'm not in love, it's just a game we do
I tell myself I'm not that into you

But I don't wanna say that it's part of the deal
Ayy, cause if your nigga try to snake you, would you do the nigga a favor
Been pourin three up in the Sprite cause I been f*ckin' with the flavors
Ayy, it's dead niggas in this wood, bitch movin' weird, I'm finna shake her

Can't find the wok, I'm stuck on drop right now, I'm sippin' on some Quagan
Cause we gon' air it out, my niggas known for clappin' at the crowd
And it's the stick up, give me everything, nobody makin' sounds
You move a muscle, you get left, leave you leakin' on the ground

That nigga reachin for his pole, make that nigga stay down
Smokin purp know these niggas hurt, they dead brother in it
Heard he tried to slide, but you ain't slidin' like, what the f*ck, nigga
This K- dump who wanna funk, it can get tricky

Been through so much, these situations, they can get sticky
Your brother caught a neck tap, this shit can get sickening
Gdk but it's G-Unit, bitch, I keep fifty
Fully Switch, spear a nigga, but I'm not Britney

Bitch, I keep sixty blues, but I'm not nipsey, nigga
Ayy, I'm tryna run up on him
Bitch, I get cash, she sellin' ass, she tryna f*ck up on me
Bitch, wanna fag, hell naw, bitch, do not call me

Pop scene, pop a nigga
You do not saw me, you do not saw me
You do not see me, bitch, I don't, I don't know
I'm not that hair, you bitch, hold on

My brother runnin' around with top stick, nigga
You ain't pop stick, I'm 762
Make that nigga flip
Ayy, bitch, I wanna pop some

You ain't pop none, bitch, I wanna
You ain't pop none, bitch, I wanna
You ain't pop none, bitch, I wanna
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Breathe, I'm not in love, it's just a game we do
I'd sell my soup on the bed and do you
But I don't wanna sleep, it's quarter after midnight
I'm into you, breathe, think we made

I'm always bout to breathe, think we made
I'm into you, breathe
Ayy, bounce out, push up on him with this four-nickel
I dumped the chopp i , couldn't hold it right, that's why I told Pistol

My brother said he tryna pop a opp so I'ma go with you
It's fifty in the Glock and one up top so I'm gon' press issues
Ayy, geekin' off them tens, now I'm a certified buster
And she be around some broke niggas, on my life I won't touch it

Some niggas tried to set the play, bounce out the load and go rush it
And I can't trust another bitch, it's all fake, I don't love her
Ayy, f*cked up in the head and now I gotta ride with Switchy
Been seein' demons in my sleep, I know them niggas out to get me

And I don't gotta cock it back, you moving wrong, I leave it empty
Been sippin' juice and poppin' pills cause I don't think nobody with me
Breathe, I'm not in love, it's just a game we do
I tell myself I'm not that into you

But I don't wanna say that it's part of the deal
Ayy, cause if your nigga try to snake you, would you do the nigga a favor
Been pourin three up in the Sprite cause I been f*ckin' with the flavors
Ayy, it's dead niggas in this wood, bitch movin' weird, I'm finna shake her

Can't find the wok, I'm stuck on drop right now, I'm sippin' on some Quagan
Cause we gon' air it out, my niggas known for clappin' at the crowd
And it's the stick up, give me everything, nobody makin' sounds
You move a muscle, you get left, leave you leakin' on the ground

That nigga reachin for his pole, make that nigga stay down
Smokin purp know these niggas hurt, they dead brother in it
Heard he tried to slide, but you ain't slidin' like, what the f*ck, nigga
This K- dump who wanna funk, it can get tricky

Been through so much, these situations, they can get sticky
Your brother caught a neck tap, this shit can get sickening
Gdk but it's G-Unit, bitch, I keep fifty
Fully Switch, spear a nigga, but I'm not Britney

Bitch, I keep sixty blues, but I'm not nipsey, nigga
Ayy, I'm tryna run up on him
Bitch, I get cash, she sellin' ass, she tryna f*ck up on me
Bitch, wanna fag, hell naw, bitch, do not call me

Pop scene, pop a nigga
You do not saw me, you do not saw me
You do not see me, bitch, I don't, I don't know
I'm not that hair, you bitch, hold on

My brother runnin' around with top stick, nigga
You ain't pop stick, I'm 762
Make that nigga flip
Ayy, bitch, I wanna pop some

You ain't pop none, bitch, I wanna
You ain't pop none, bitch, I wanna
You ain't pop none, bitch, I wanna
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Writer: Gabriel Ramirez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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