Daywop - Buss It Down (feat. Saady Boy) Lyrics

Running through my mind
Giving me the runaround
She my lil baby so
I'ma have to gunna down
I've been up so high
Never ever coming down
These bitches in my district
So we gon' have to shut it down

Need you right beside me when I'm waking up
Throw a couple bills and shawty rake it up
Tell them niggas they should never play with us
'Cause my niggas got them hammers and we let'em bust
Bust it down, bust it down for me
Won't you bust it down, bust it down for me?
Bust it down, bust it down for me
Won't you bust it down, bust it down for me?

Running through my mind
Giving me the runaround
She my lil baby so
I'ma have to gunna down
I've been up so high (High)
Never ever coming down
These bitches in my district
So we gon' have to shut it down
Drugs got me suspended
You pretending, when you checking on me
She knows my intentions
With my secrets, yeah you kept them for me
Keep a couple keys, no pianos, she might throw a fit
Bouncing off the walls, never stopping, Propa on the liq
She's been off the white
Out here blowing like some candle wicks
Always on a roll, and I wonder could she handle it?
Dodging, when she challenge it
She passionate, I'm gassing it
Tell that bih to fasten it
Tuck that tummy flatten it
Paris for some fashion shit
She right, got the bills with it
Athens for the thrill of it
Bottles, pop a pill with it
Talking shit need Listerine
Bust it down and chill with me
Faded I'm in disbelief
Addicted like the nicotine

Need you right beside me when I'm waking up
Throw a couple bills and shawty rake it up
Tell them niggas they should never play with us
'Cause my niggas got them hammers and we let'em bust
Bust it down, bust it down for me
Won't you bust it down, bust it down for me?
Bust it down, bust it down for me
Won't you bust it down, bust it down for me?

I tell her
Never selfish with the motives
I tell her to bust it open
Cop a Rolly bust it down
Cop another double up
Life's a gamble, double down
Double double, toil and trouble
Tell them witches they in trouble
I ain't tryna burst your bubble
I ain't really tryna cuddle
I'm just tryna get it cracking
I can take you to the Hamptons
Paid in full, we don't do fractions
Only time we f*ck with snakes
When we doing double G's
Posted at the SLS, we don't do the doubletree
Two hoes coming home with me
I guess I'm getting double teamed
If they see my bank account
They gon' fall in love with me
Money printer, Benz sprinter
Cold winters, hot summers
I just want to keep it real
I just want to cop a feel

Running through my mind
Giving me the runaround
She my lil baby so
I'ma have to gunna down
I've been up so high
Never ever coming down
These bitches in my district
So we gon' have to shut it down

Need you right beside me when I'm waking up
Throw a couple bills and shawty rake it up
Tell them niggas they should never play with us
'Cause my niggas got them hammers and we let'em bust
Bust it down, bust it down for me
Won't you bust it down, bust it down for me?
Bust it down, bust it down for me
Won't you bust it down, bust it down for me?