Hopsin – BUS that Lyrics

(Intro)
I’m on the road right now
Back of the tour bus, chilling, Kato on the track bih
Just wanted to drop some s**t
You know

(Verse 1)
Okay, a wise man told me
That ni**as that you beef with will probably be your best pals, Is that right?
Got my ear to the streets
And I notice everybody dropping s**t, I feel left out, Is that right?
If you in it for the cheese
This is real trap music, yeah, you go be a dead mouse, Is that right?
You on a oneway street
Either collab or turn it around, that’d be your best route
Listen, y’all need to stop with the dissing
No one pays attention, so quit with the chitchat
Listen, y’all ni**as steadily fishing
You riding me hard and my girl want my d*ck back
Listen, these ni**as play like it’s cool
And then run their mouth soon as I’m leaving, why is that?
Listen, I’ve been touring off an album
I ain’t even dropped, you prolly think I rigged that, Nice
I’m the plate, ni**a, you just the dish rack
The whole Ill Mind series, I done did that
Ni**as double taking, getting whiplash
How you tryna school me when I skip class
Confrontation with you is just quick cash
What the f**k you gon do when your s**t crash?
I got the juice, don’t get caught in the splish splash
We don’t fit in together, we mismatched
I am the misfit that nobody likes
I am colder than ice, I will hold up your life
You bigging you up, you were so overhyped
You were no good with mics, you’ll be gone overnight
I saw my window and I dove on it right
Plus the flow is precise, I’m just rolling the dice
You claim that you got the s**t on lock
Thinking you safe, but homie, I done broken it twice
Alright

(Chorus)
All around the f**king planet
Ni**as on my s**t, dog
West side, east side, north side, south side
B*tches on my d**k, dog
Snatch yo freak, I’m that ni**a
Cash on fleek, I’m that ni**a
Past O.D., I’m that ni**a
As for me, I’m that ni**a
All around the f**king planet
Ni**as on my s**t, dog
West side, east side, north side, south side
Bi**hes on my d**k, dog
Snatch yo freak, I’m that ni**a
Cash on fleek, I’m that ni**a
Past O.D., I’m that ni**a
As for me, I’m that ni**a

(Verse 2)
Look, got a brand new chick
She a law student working real hard out in Cape Town, Cape Town, Cape Town
I became ill, when I hit the beat raw, it was a$$ up, facedown, Facedown, facedown
Homie, you ain’t sh*t
You tryna shine, I’ma turn your sunlight into a gray cloud, Rain, rain
Had to hit you with a new flow
Saying that I sound like Slim Shady during 8 Mile
You signed your life away to record labels
While I’m signing big ol’ voluptuous titties
I run through the city, the ladies are comfortable with me
They’re wet and I want to go swimming
A wonderful feeling, Woo
I strike that pu**y like a thunderbolt hitting, Woo, woo
Ladies say Oh my god, papi
It’s all in my hair now, your cum is so sticky, Yikes
Am I a sellout or prodigy?
Word on the street is the question is suss, suss
Ni**as threw dirt on my name
It’s ironic that they just got left in the dust, The dust
You got your head in the clouds?
I am convinced that your head is just stuck
Hmm, don’t make me go through my files
And pull all of your dirty evidence son, Oh no
Ni**as it’s been on, my pen strong
If one shot fires I’m Kim Jeong, so bi**h, run
I sent bombs like ISIS from Islam
You drenched on with a light mist of piss, son
Who you know could get it like this? There is none
Rip your limbs, gone from a sick collision
See my nuts hang low, you can’t miss the big ones
I’m coming, ni**a, here, tell your chick to sip some

(Chorus)
All around the f**king planet
Ni**as on my s**t, dog
West side, east side, north side, south side
B*tches on my d**k, dog
Snatch yo freak, I’m that ni**a
Cash on fleek, I’m that ni**a
Past O.D., I’m that ni**a
As for me, I’m that ni**a
All around the f**king planet
Ni**as on my s**t, dog
West side, east side, north side, south side
Bi**hes on my d**k, dog
Snatch yo freak, I’m that ni**a
Cash on fleek, I’m that ni**a
Past O.D., I’m that ni**a
As for me, I’m that ni**a