Video Bust It Down de The Ab Beats 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

The Ab Beats - Bust It Down Lyrics

Intro:
Yeah, hahaha…
AB! I see you!
(When the last time you heard that nigga?)
Saint

Verse One:
I tried romance it got old quick
Corleone of my own shit
Abroad or home, I get no lip
Same alone or with whole clique
I fear none, my foes sick
Got plenty ones, these hoes dip
Still number one, but that's old shit
Disgruntled bums, I don't owe shit
I'm A1, no act to it
Since day one and I'm back to it
Your bitch admire my affluence
Fuck twice, then I past to him
My bitch stacked, her ex blew it
Talk big racks, no less to it
Can't chеck me, I make Chess movеments
No finesse, I'm just blessed through it
They want a show, then I'm that Truman
Rose gold when I grab jewelry
.44 on my lap, groovy
Fuck a app, say that to me
Hit AB, sent the pack to me
No Og's, they crash dummies
These new guys, all sass to me
Won't make it back, it get back to me
I cash out and they crash out
Bitch don't nag, just ass, mouth
I pull up and they pass out
I dropped the ticket, they assed out
I bounced back from my last bout
Got jet lag from this cash route
I lived around what you ain't bout
They spunned the block, but he ain't found
Bust it
Hook:
Bust it, bust it, bust it down
Bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it down
Bust it, bust it
Get the work and bust it down
Bust it, bust it
Get the cash and bust it down
Bust it, bust it