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FFF Fargo - Buss Down Bros (feat. HR Luke) Lyrics



FFF Fargo - Buss Down Bros (feat. HR Luke) Lyrics




Buss Down Bros

Roll up man
F*ck you talking about man
Roll that shit the f*ck up man
All that shit man
Yea pass that shit man
Light that shit man
Bring that shit in here man
Tell that nigga drop something new
That shit finished man

My diamonds they buss for no reason
My diamonds they buss out the meter
Your bitch wanna f*ck she get f*cked for no reason
That nigga run up he get buss for no reason
That pack that I got it get gone for no reason
Ice on my neck kinda hard to believe me
We the buss down brothers we shop for no reason
Buss down brothers we shop for no reason

My diamonds they buss out the meter
Your bitch on my line she my main eater
She a little aggy she got deleted
I get them bags a little cheaper
I slam on that pack I'm the grim reaper
Two words to my haters middle finger
She ate it up she got butterfingers
Water on my neck Aquafina
I got Balenciaga's on my feet
I get it all gone in a week
I need it all strong keep the cheap
Call me George how I'm grilling the beat
I made a way so my niggas can eat
Chip chasing I ain't losing no sleep
Water on my neck diamonds on fleek
Call me Jason how I killed the beat

My diamonds they buss for no reason
My diamonds they buss out the meter
Your bitch wanna f*ck she get f*cked for no reason
That nigga run up he get buss for no reason
That pack that I got it get gone for no reason
Ice on my neck kinda hard to believe me
We the buss down brothers we shop for no reason
Buss down brothers we shop for no reason

I play with them bands you a high school dropout
Make your bitch eat the dick till I knock out
I hold shit down high school lock out
We clutching sticks when we roaming the streets
And I worry I gotta get gone you seen too
Hundreds I don't give a f*ck if it's strong or cheap
Send the addy it get foreign a week
Dolce and Gabbana rolls truck bout to leave
My diamonds are wet like it's growing out the sea
I go hard he ain't related to me
Give a f*ck what he got heard he hating on me
And your bitch super wet I heard she waiting on me
The Glock with the dick if you waiting on me
Huh yea and that bitch got a flashlight
Heard your diamonds ain't bussing told your man take your pic to get your flash right

My diamonds they buss for no reason
My diamonds they buss out the meter
Your bitch wanna f*ck she get f*cked for no reason
That nigga run up he get buss for no reason
That pack that I got it get gone for no reason
Ice on my neck kinda hard to believe me
We the buss down brothers we shop for no reason
Buss down brothers we shop for no reason
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Buss Down Bros

Roll up man
F*ck you talking about man
Roll that shit the f*ck up man
All that shit man
Yea pass that shit man
Light that shit man
Bring that shit in here man
Tell that nigga drop something new
That shit finished man

My diamonds they buss for no reason
My diamonds they buss out the meter
Your bitch wanna f*ck she get f*cked for no reason
That nigga run up he get buss for no reason
That pack that I got it get gone for no reason
Ice on my neck kinda hard to believe me
We the buss down brothers we shop for no reason
Buss down brothers we shop for no reason

My diamonds they buss out the meter
Your bitch on my line she my main eater
She a little aggy she got deleted
I get them bags a little cheaper
I slam on that pack I'm the grim reaper
Two words to my haters middle finger
She ate it up she got butterfingers
Water on my neck Aquafina
I got Balenciaga's on my feet
I get it all gone in a week
I need it all strong keep the cheap
Call me George how I'm grilling the beat
I made a way so my niggas can eat
Chip chasing I ain't losing no sleep
Water on my neck diamonds on fleek
Call me Jason how I killed the beat

My diamonds they buss for no reason
My diamonds they buss out the meter
Your bitch wanna f*ck she get f*cked for no reason
That nigga run up he get buss for no reason
That pack that I got it get gone for no reason
Ice on my neck kinda hard to believe me
We the buss down brothers we shop for no reason
Buss down brothers we shop for no reason

I play with them bands you a high school dropout
Make your bitch eat the dick till I knock out
I hold shit down high school lock out
We clutching sticks when we roaming the streets
And I worry I gotta get gone you seen too
Hundreds I don't give a f*ck if it's strong or cheap
Send the addy it get foreign a week
Dolce and Gabbana rolls truck bout to leave
My diamonds are wet like it's growing out the sea
I go hard he ain't related to me
Give a f*ck what he got heard he hating on me
And your bitch super wet I heard she waiting on me
The Glock with the dick if you waiting on me
Huh yea and that bitch got a flashlight
Heard your diamonds ain't bussing told your man take your pic to get your flash right

My diamonds they buss for no reason
My diamonds they buss out the meter
Your bitch wanna f*ck she get f*cked for no reason
That nigga run up he get buss for no reason
That pack that I got it get gone for no reason
Ice on my neck kinda hard to believe me
We the buss down brothers we shop for no reason
Buss down brothers we shop for no reason
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Writer: Kevin Cotton
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Performed By: FFF Fargo
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Kevin Cotton

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