Buss It

Grandpa, can you tell me a story?

I think she bad, may smack it so she know it

Or just let her know I'm back there girl throw it

The weed and the drink in my system got me floatin'

It's potent, I'm chokin', Cause what I'm smokin' is no joke man

And I put it in a wood darker than an oak man

Copped it from my nigga, he comin' straight from Oakland

Yeah, shawty bad, on me like a cloak man I told her turn around and to buss it open

Buss it, buss it, buss it, for a real nigga

Buss it, I told her, buss it, for a real nigga