Bussdown Your Soul Lyrics by AUGUST 08 Ft. Barney Bones
Fuck what you know
Drop top, send notes
Ice out your chain but can't bussdown your soul
You can't bussdown your soul
Lost out on money with love (Love)
They call me emotional cuh
Numbing the pain with the drugs (Drugs)
Back on the Eastside
Gun shots (Baow, baow)
On life
Fuck all these niggas and they fake lives
No face, no case, on life
(In the drop top)
Pull up on the homies on that old shit
Fucking politics and bitches 'til the morning
You ain't got your put all, you ain't all in
She said
Fuck what you know
Drop top, send notes
Ice out your chain but can't bussdown your soul
You can't bussdown your soul
Cortezes at the funerals (Funerals)
Gun powder in the cuticles (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
We out here
[?], stunning on thе front line
Throwing shit up, 'cause I was sleepin' outside the tents went and got more
I had to shoot the [?], ba-dam, ba-dam, ggrrra, pah
Bought a new chain cause the flock went up
Shawty lie to me, like nigga you don't
Fuck what you know
Drop top, send notes
Ice out your chain but can't bussdown your soul
You can't bussdown your soul
I got stardust in my eyes
I got karats, keep 'em glow us through the night
I got stardust in my eyes
I got karats, keep 'em glow us through the night
I got stardust in my eyes
I got karats, keep 'em glow us through the night
I got stardust in my eyes
I got karats, keep 'em glow us through the night
And baby you know I'm scared
I'm a beach boy
On the Eastside, cruising down bullets
With a skin and scar
I'll be in the fast car
Riding in the star and way up
[?]
Oh woah
Fuck what you know
Drop top, send notes
Ice out your chain but can't bussdown your soul
You can't bussdown your soul
Lost out on money with love (Love)
They call me emotional cuh
Numbing the pain with the drugs (Drugs)
Back on the Eastside
Gun shots (Baow, baow)
On life
Fuck all these niggas and they fake lives
No face, no case, on life
(In the drop top)
Pull up on the homies on that old shit
Fucking politics and bitches 'til the morning
You ain't got your put all, you ain't all in
She said
Fuck what you know
Drop top, send notes
Ice out your chain but can't bussdown your soul
You can't bussdown your soul
Cortezes at the funerals (Funerals)
Gun powder in the cuticles (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
We out here
[?], stunning on thе front line
Throwing shit up, 'cause I was sleepin' outside the tents went and got more
I had to shoot the [?], ba-dam, ba-dam, ggrrra, pah
Bought a new chain cause the flock went up
Shawty lie to me, like nigga you don't
Fuck what you know
Drop top, send notes
Ice out your chain but can't bussdown your soul
You can't bussdown your soul
I got stardust in my eyes
I got karats, keep 'em glow us through the night
I got stardust in my eyes
I got karats, keep 'em glow us through the night
I got stardust in my eyes
I got karats, keep 'em glow us through the night
I got stardust in my eyes
I got karats, keep 'em glow us through the night
And baby you know I'm scared
I'm a beach boy
On the Eastside, cruising down bullets
With a skin and scar
I'll be in the fast car
Riding in the star and way up
[?]
Oh woah
