Bustdown Rollie Avalanche

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(Ayy, Draco)
 You know what the fuck goin' on, man
 Big whole lot of gang shit, man
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 Bustdown Rollie, avalanche
 Yeah, my old bitch average
 This my first time rappin' it
 I might go retarded, shit
 Bentley coupe, I'm dashin' it
 Stand on my money, I'm tall as shit
 Told 'em, "Don't you doubt the kid"
 Told 'em, "Don't you doubt the kid"
 Bustdown Rollie, avalanche
 Yeah, my old bitch average
 This my first time rappin' it
 I might go retarded, shit
 Bentley coupe, I'm dashin' it
 Stand on my money, I'm tall as shit
 Told you, "Don't you doubt the kid"
 Told 'em, "Don't you doubt the kid"
 I ran up thirty, on thirty, on thirty
 When I'm in the streets, I stay too sturdy
 Two by two Hellcat, go fast
 Four by four, Lamb' truck on the gas
 I'm only 18 with big dreams
 Before 18, I seen things
 Feelin' like a big boss with six rings
 Or a bumblebee with six stings
 Tired of Bustdown Avalanche?
 Remind y'all what my status is
 Chain on froze like a mannequin
 My prime, I ain't passed that shit
 The surface, I'm just scratchin' it
 AMG, just copped the whip
 The surface, I'm just scratchin' it
 AMG, just copped the whip
 This one of my gifts, I'm sharin' it
 Had to learn how to carry it
 Confidence, the scariest (mm-hmm)
 Sicker than a variant
 Lead these niggas like Harriet
 These bitches be so arrogant
 Go to the room, get the gun
 After that, I'm clearin' it
 Ayy, ayy (brrt)
 Bustdown, baby, Glockiana (Glockiana)
 Presidential like Obama (like Obama)
 Where I'm from, we run down runners (come here, come here)
 Kill the killers, gun the gunners (brrt, brrt)
 Runnin' with snakes and piranhas (run it)
 Drac' hit his face like I'm Conor
 Cougar bitch, I'm fuckin' on her
 Nickname her Donna or Mama (mama)
 Nigga, we crop your gang out the picture
 Got more shots than some liquor (brrt)
 Say you slime but I'm slicker
 I kinda move like a lizard (brrt)
 Any weather, we we get you, we give a fuck 'bout a blizzard (brrt)
 Hit the scene with my niggas
 Few choppers, two tinted rentals (brrt, brrt)
 Face shot, change his dentals, bury him with some dimples (bury him)
 Put you on TV, watch you on the screen like Jimmy Kimmel (Jimmy Live)
 Gas prices, they been high
 But a full tank how we fill 'em (fill 'em up)
 Sent the hit, they don't know who killed 'em (come here)
 Bustdown Rollie, avalanche
 Yeah, my old bitch average
 This my first time rappin' it
 I might go retarded, shit
 Bentley coupe, I'm dashin' it
 Stand on my money, I'm tall as shit
 Told 'em, "Don't you doubt the kid"
 Told 'em, "Don't you doubt the kid"
 Bustdown Rollie, avalanche
 Yeah, my old bitch average
 This my first time rappin' it
 I might go retarded, shit
 Bentley coupe, I'm dashin' it
 Stand on my money, I'm tall as shit
 Told you, "Don't you doubt the kid"
 Told 'em, "Don't you doubt the kid"
 

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Duration
02:45
Key
1
Tempo
139 BPM

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