This is a song about "Bustin back"

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

I'm coming back relaxed with my head back

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

Never goin back i aint ever lookin back

We're bustin' ass, hustle fast, we're always stayin' vexed,

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Mind get to bustin rhyme im all about dollar sighns money respect but i still walk cocky

Commin' equipped with some shit that niggas just can't believei pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

The nigga gettin pussy just bustin his rhymes

We bustin' like shot guns

That was my influence

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

He strapped, i'm strapped, bustin' me, i'm bustin' back