From the Garden - Isaiah Rashad, Lil Uzi Vert

Came out bussin'

Came out puffin'

Came out fuckin', on yo cousin

I do all these floozies worser

Than they daddy but you love her

You in trouble

I’m lil sunny

I go BBQ with something

That’s you busy

It ain’t shit

I went shopping, left it running

Check my hunnids, check my onion

We watch cable, at my aunty’s

'Cause my papa wasn’t trappin'

But my uncle up to something

Mr. Magic, Billy Batson

Mr. Magic, Billy Batson

Miss me with that local hatin' on a nigga, get it crackin'

I’m not surprised, I’m on the rise

Been a lil ride, wet as my eyes

Spam it a lot, just hold it down

All I require, just hold it down

They gon' shit talk when we ain’t around

Niggas be hating with feet on the ground

Got the lil jet with the beat on the couch

Nut on the Gucci and beat on her mouth

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin' (Hold on wait,

hold on wait)

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin' (Hold on wait,

hold on wait)

Came out bussin' (Wait)

Chanel on my feet, yeah, that’s fur on my C’s

I be fuckin' with the Bees, like Muhammad Ali

Dip her, upper cut this thing

Got yo bitch on the edge of her seat

She on the ecstasy, I’m on the bean

Swing her the ecstasy, edge of my v

(And usually), I like repetitive beat

I like the way that she moving my meat

Quality bitches, they look good to me

But I fuck the same girl 'cause I don’t even cheat

That is a lie

Repetitive freak

I ain’t even look, no, I ain’t even seek

I ain’t even peek

Competitive jeep

I’m tryna get all the muh fuggin' cheese

Bitch, I’ma boss, I’m wherever it be

I been on tour, I see more

I tell the motherfuckers feed me beats

Just like my music, yo bitch she elite

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin'

I’m gon' run it, I’m so cunning

High tech digit, flat for button

Passport shawty, airport prolly

Nascar audi, Swanton bomb it

Two white bitches, still gon' kick it

Fly shit, kicking

Steel toe pidgeon

Young like slizzy

Get back witcha

Step back, hit 'em with the step back swish it

Hatin' nigga hoping that it melt my glisten

Shit might triple, shit my missile

Shit might hit you, Fridigy Parker

And my Cody, that my nigga

I been stacking for a really

When he pull up, they gon' end it

He went platinum, up in prison

I’m just floating on a river

Please be early, please be gorgeous

Please be widdit, please be for it

Let me do donuts in your foreign

Let me play number 8 while I do it

Let me control it, I can control it

Eat it with one hand, maybe with nothin'

Play with my zipper, play with my bubba

That was yo sister, that was my summer

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out bussin'

Came out bussin', came out bussin', came out…