(Ayy, Draco)

You know what the fuck goin′ on, man

Big whole lot of gang shit, man

Bustdown Rollie, avalanche

Yeah, my old bitch average

This my first time rappin' it

I might go retarded, shit

Bentley coupe, I′m dashin' it

Stand on my money, I'm tall as shit

Told ′em, "Don′t you doubt the kid"

Told 'em, "Don′t you doubt the kid"

Bustdown Rollie, avalanche

Yeah, my old bitch average

This my first time rappin' it

I might go retarded, shit

Bentley coupe, I′m dashin' it

Stand on my money, I′m tall as shit

Told you, "Don't you doubt the kid"

Told 'em, "Don′t you doubt the kid"

I ran up thirty, on thirty, on thirty

When I′m in the streets, I stay too sturdy

Two by two Hellcat, go fast

Four by four, Lamb' truck on the gas

I′m only 18 with big dreams

Before 18, I seen things

Feelin' like a big boss with six rings

Or a bumblebee with six stings

Tired of Bustdown Avalanche?

Remind y′all what my status is

Chain on froze like a mannequin

My prime, I ain't passed that shit

The surface, I′m just scratchin' it

AMG, just copped the whip

The surface, I'm just scratchin′ it

AMG, just copped the whip

This one of my gifts, I′m sharin' it

Had to learn how to carry it

Confidence, the scariest (mm-hmm)

Sicker than a variant

Lead these niggas like Harriet

These bitches be so arrogant

Go to the room, get the gun

After that, I′m clearin' it

Ayy, ayy (brrt)

Bustdown, baby, Glockiana (Glockiana)

Presidential like Obama (like Obama)

Where I′m from, we run down runners (come here, come here)

Kill the killers, gun the gunners (brrt, brrt)

Runnin' with snakes and piranhas (run it)

Drac′ hit his face like I'm Conor

Cougar bitch, I'm fuckin′ on her

Nickname her Donna or Mama (mama)

Nigga, we crop your gang out the picture

Got more shots than some liquor (brrt)

Say you slime but I′m slicker

I kinda move like a lizard (brrt)

Any weather, we we get you, we give a fuck 'bout a blizzard (brrt)

Hit the scene with my niggas

Few choppers, two tinted rentals (brrt, brrt)

Face shot, change his dentals, bury him with some dimples (bury him)

Put you on TV, watch you on the screen like Jimmy Kimmel (Jimmy Live)

Gas prices, they been high

But a full tank how we fill ′em (fill 'em up)

Sent the hit, they don′t know who killed 'em (come here)

Bustdown Rollie, avalanche

Yeah, my old bitch average

This my first time rappin′ it

I might go retarded, shit

Bentley coupe, I'm dashin' it

Stand on my money, I′m tall as shit

Told ′em, "Don't you doubt the kid"

Told ′em, "Don't you doubt the kid"

Bustdown Rollie, avalanche

Yeah, my old bitch average

This my first time rappin′ it

I might go retarded, shit

Bentley coupe, I'm dashin′ it

Stand on my money, I'm tall as shit

Told you, "Don't you doubt the kid"

Told ′em, "Don′t you doubt the kid"