Hopsin – Bus That


Listen, y’all niggas steadily fishing
Niggas on my shit, dog
(Is that right?) If you in it for the cheese
Bitches on my dick, dog
Bitches on my dick, dog
I’m the plate, nigga, you just the dish rack
All around the fucking planet
[Chorus]
Just wanted to drop some shit
(Oh no) Niggas it’s been on, my pen strong
I’m coming, nigga, here, tell your chick to sip some
It’s all in my hair now, your cum is so sticky" (Yikes)
Rip your limbs, gone from a sick collision
You drenched on with a light mist of piss, son
I run through the city, the ladies are comfortable with me
West side, east side, north side, south side
As for me, I’m that nigga
Hmm, don’t make me go through my files
All around the fucking planet
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
Okay, a wise man told me
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
Niggas on my shit, dog
Listen, y’all need to stop with the dissing
I saw my window and I dove on it right
Confrontation with you is just quick cash
Niggas double taking, getting whiplash
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
This is real trap music, yeah, you go be a dead mouse
[Verse 2]
While I’m signing big ol’ voluptuous titties
I got the juice, don’t get caught in the splish splash
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
(Is that right?) Got my ear to the streets
You tryna shine, I’ma turn your sunlight into a gray cloud
Plus the flow is precise, I’m just rolling the dice
Listen, I’ve been touring off an album
Bitches on my dick, dog
You signed your life away to record labels
They’re wet and I want to go swimming
You claim that you got the shit on lock
No one pays attention, so quit with the chitchat
Back of the tour bus, chillin’ (Kato on the track bih)
[Intro]
(The dust) You got your head in the clouds?
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
The whole Ill Mind series, I done did that
It’s ironic that they just got left in the dust
As for me, I’m that nigga
West side, east side, north side, south side

I’m on the road right now
That niggas that you beef with will probably be your best pals
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
(Suss) Niggas threw dirt on my name
We don’t fit in together, we mismatched
(Cape Town, Cape Town) I became ill
And then run their mouth soon as I’m leaving, why is that?
When I hit the beat raw, it was ass up, facedown
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
Either collab or turn it around, that’d be your best route
She a law student working real hard out in Cape Town
See my nuts hang low, you can’t miss the big ones
I am convinced that your head is just stuck
Word on the street is the question is suss
Listen, these niggas play like it’s cool
West side, east side, north side, south side
Thinking you safe, but homie, I done broken it twice
I ain’t even dropped, you prolly think I rigged that (Nice)
[Verse 1]
(Facedown, facedown) Homie, you ain’t shit
You were no good with mics, you’ll be gone overnight
How you tryna school me when I skip class
(Is that right?) You on a oneway street

You bigging you up, you were so overhyped
You riding me hard and my girl want my dick back

All around the fucking planet
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
Niggas on my shit, dog
You know
Look, got a brand new chick
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
Alright
If one shot fires I’m Kim Jeong, so bitch, run
Who you know could get it like this? There is none
Saying that I sound like Slim Shady during 8 Mile
And I notice everybody dropping shit, I feel left out
All around the fucking planet
I am colder than ice, I will hold up your life
As for me, I’m that nigga
West side, east side, north side, south side
And pull all of your dirty evidence up
What the fuck you gon’ do when your shit crash?
[Chorus]
Niggas on my shit, dog
I am the misfit that nobody likes
(Rain, rain) Had to hit you with a new flow
I sent bombs like ISIS from Islam
Am I a sellout or prodigy?
I strike that pussy like a thunderbolt hitting (Woo, woo)

Bitches on my dick, dog
As for me, I’m that nigga
Ladies say "Oh my god, papi
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
A wonderful feeling (Woo)