19
Apr
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Hopsin – Bus That

Rip your limbs, gone from a sick collision
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
Ladies say "Oh my god, papi
Just wanted to drop some shit
Niggas on my shit, dog
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
Bitches on my dick, dog
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
Back of the tour bus, chillin’ (Kato on the track bih)
Okay, a wise man told me
Niggas double taking, getting whiplash
You signed your life away to record labels
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
I saw my window and I dove on it right
[Verse 2]
I am colder than ice, I will hold up your life
This is real trap music, yeah, you go be a dead mouse
You claim that you got the shit on lock
Bitches on my dick, dog
Listen, y’all niggas steadily fishing
I’m the plate, nigga, you just the dish rack

Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
Thinking you safe, but homie, I done broken it twice
Am I a sellout or prodigy?
As for me, I’m that nigga
West side, east side, north side, south side
West side, east side, north side, south side
I’m on the road right now
Niggas on my shit, dog
They’re wet and I want to go swimming
As for me, I’m that nigga
Bitches on my dick, dog
(Is that right?) Got my ear to the streets
(Rain, rain) Had to hit you with a new flow
I ain’t even dropped, you prolly think I rigged that (Nice)
Word on the street is the question is suss
As for me, I’m that nigga
(Suss) Niggas threw dirt on my name
(Is that right?) You on a oneway street
You were no good with mics, you’ll be gone overnight
I’m coming, nigga, here, tell your chick to sip some
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
As for me, I’m that nigga
Listen, these niggas play like it’s cool
Bitches on my dick, dog
(Facedown, facedown) Homie, you ain’t shit
Niggas on my shit, dog
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
[Verse 1]
What the fuck you gon’ do when your shit crash?
While I’m signing big ol’ voluptuous titties
I strike that pussy like a thunderbolt hitting (Woo, woo)
I run through the city, the ladies are comfortable with me
All around the fucking planet
Hmm, don’t make me go through my files
All around the fucking planet

I am the misfit that nobody likes
All around the fucking planet
That niggas that you beef with will probably be your best pals
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
All around the fucking planet
When I hit the beat raw, it was ass up, facedown
West side, east side, north side, south side
I got the juice, don’t get caught in the splish splash

And pull all of your dirty evidence up
Alright
It’s ironic that they just got left in the dust
There is none Who you know could get it like this?
(The dust) You got your head in the clouds?
No one pays attention, so quit with the chitchat

(Cape Town, Cape Town) I became ill
[Chorus]
(Oh no) Niggas it’s been on, my pen strong
[Intro]
How you tryna school me when I skip class
It’s all in my hair now, your cum is so sticky" (Yikes)
Saying that I sound like Slim Shady during 8 Mile
See my nuts hang low, you can’t miss the big ones
(Is that right?) If you in it for the cheese
You riding me hard and my girl want my dick back
[Chorus]
We don’t fit in together, we mismatched
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
The whole Ill Mind series, I done did that
And I notice everybody dropping shit, I feel left out
Niggas on my shit, dog
Look, got a brand new chick
Listen, y’all need to stop with the dissing
You tryna shine, I’ma turn your sunlight into a gray cloud
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
Plus the flow is precise, I’m just rolling the dice
She a law student working real hard out in Cape Town
If one shot fires I’m Kim Jeong, so bitch, run
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
I am convinced that your head is just stuck
West side, east side, north side, south side
Either collab or turn it around, that’d be your best route
Confrontation with you is just quick cash
You know
A wonderful feeling (Woo)
You drenched on with a light mist of piss, son
I sent bombs like ISIS from Islam
Listen, I’ve been touring off an album
You bigging you up, you were so overhyped
And then run their mouth soon as I’m leaving, why is that?