CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : BUSS MY WATCH
[Intro]
Buss my watch, yeah, yeah
Buss my watch
Maison Margiela on the thot (Wheezy outta here)
[Chorus]
Buss my watch, Maison Margiela on the thot
CPN put her in the spot, turn it up, make another knot
Flexin' on the 'Gram where you stay, savin' these bitches with a cape
Staying out the way, gettin' paid
Teach them how to surf on the wave
[Verse]
I took a nigga bitch, doggystyle on the floor
Pretty bitches in the party doing coke
Let's go
He ain't really rich, say it ain't so
Got money, I don't like to showboat
I had to get on my feet
When I fell, these niggas somе wannabes
I can tell, I trapped on thе corner street
Any weather
I'm living life luxury
How the hell
There won't be another me and she can tell
Feel like I'm dreaming, this Gucci, Chanel
I told 'em get 'em some money, don't steal
She wanna swim in this money like wells
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, let that thing talk to 'em
Talk to 'em baby
Men lie, women lie, but the money tell the truth, though
Lamborghini, but the roof ghost
Patek on me, not a Hublot
10th grade, kickin' doors
Climbing through a nigga window
Real life, no pretend though
Choppa shooting, catch the memo
Hallelujah for your kinfolks
Sorry, we gon' have to spin more
I'm a target, so I keep a big .40
Spin more, spin more, spin more, spin more
I know them niggas got the memo
Pointers hanging out the window
Dropping ashes on my Rick-O
[Chorus]
Buss my watch, Maison Margiela on the thot
CP put her in the spot, turn it up, make another knot
Flexing on the 'Gram where you stay, savin' these bitches with a cape
Staying out the way, gettin' paid
Teach 'em how to surf on the wave
Teach 'em how to surf on the wave
Buss my watch, yeah, yeah
Buss my watch
Maison Margiela on the thot (Wheezy outta here)
[Chorus]
Buss my watch, Maison Margiela on the thot
CPN put her in the spot, turn it up, make another knot
Flexin' on the 'Gram where you stay, savin' these bitches with a cape
Staying out the way, gettin' paid
Teach them how to surf on the wave
[Verse]
I took a nigga bitch, doggystyle on the floor
Pretty bitches in the party doing coke
Let's go
He ain't really rich, say it ain't so
Got money, I don't like to showboat
I had to get on my feet
When I fell, these niggas somе wannabes
I can tell, I trapped on thе corner street
Any weather
I'm living life luxury
How the hell
There won't be another me and she can tell
Feel like I'm dreaming, this Gucci, Chanel
I told 'em get 'em some money, don't steal
She wanna swim in this money like wells
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, let that thing talk to 'em
Talk to 'em baby
Men lie, women lie, but the money tell the truth, though
Lamborghini, but the roof ghost
Patek on me, not a Hublot
10th grade, kickin' doors
Climbing through a nigga window
Real life, no pretend though
Choppa shooting, catch the memo
Hallelujah for your kinfolks
Sorry, we gon' have to spin more
I'm a target, so I keep a big .40
Spin more, spin more, spin more, spin more
I know them niggas got the memo
Pointers hanging out the window
Dropping ashes on my Rick-O
[Chorus]
Buss my watch, Maison Margiela on the thot
CP put her in the spot, turn it up, make another knot
Flexing on the 'Gram where you stay, savin' these bitches with a cape
Staying out the way, gettin' paid
Teach 'em how to surf on the wave
Teach 'em how to surf on the wave
