Bus Commercial

Niggas hate me I'm like 'fuck it, hate' Bring it to the battlefield I'll touch his mate My big '45 feels fucking great True the nigga might snitch, come buck his face 'Cause I bus commercial Think I won't get the Mac up and personal Like I won't get the Young Bucks to burst you I'll put niggas on knuckles and rocks dispersal That means they're going to put the teeth up the Tec Beat up the heater, squeeze off then jet And this the shit that my mean muggy meant Bottom line clean up the mess Beat up my chest Motherfuckers know me I beat at the best Fuck your Code D I beat at the rest I'm a squeeze 'til there's no teeth in the Tec Talking that it's a bus commercial ting Bid bad Hollowman'll bust some bursts at him Then duck, reverse the ding Want to pitch me but I done reversed the ting Talking that it's a bus commercial ting Bid bad Hollowman'll bust some bursts at him Then duck, reverse the ding Want to pitch me but I done reversed the ting Where was I? I reversed the ding Breezed out of there, splurted in But before I got there, dispersed the ting Had to mask up the whip, I swerved it in I'm outside the house on a burglar ting Ringing off the bell, babe let the burglar in She came down wearing a purple thing I thought 'look babe I prefer the pink' But back to the murder ting I'm paranoid wondering if I murdered him I thought back to when the Tec and the burger sing And I flang it on the prick and heard the spring I hurt the pin Beat it up so much I hurt the thing We done it one time we never rehearsed a thing I want to keep it inside of the circle thing