Bronco Busta by Trevor Spitta Lyrics

[Intro]
Don't try this at home

[Chorus]
Bronco busta, hit it with no rubber
Now they talkin' numbers, how this shit for numbers
Yeah, I read tough, bruh, hit 'em with the thunder
I could never dunk so I hit 'em with the jumper

[Verse]
I don't trust nothing unless that shit a trust fund
I was in the gutter, now I'm in her guts, bruh
This my summer, hit 'em with the upper
You ain't 'bout a dream or a check, then it's fuck ya'
Man, y'all got me fucked up, this shit in my blood, bruh
Nah, I ain't no sucker, now y'all really fucked, bruh
Bronco busta, yeah, I got my bucks up
Different types of colors, fuck her to some Usher
My kids on the rug, bruh
Yell that in the club, bruh
Can't fuck with a scrub, nah, nah
Cause I'm trying, fuckin', get a check and run up
Smooth like butter
Explode in her mouth like a motherfuckin' gusher
Bitch, I go ballistic, don't you get it twisted
I don't trust these bitches, gotta keep my distance
Hit you in an instant, my instincts it viscous
I need an assistant, the way I'm countin' digits
Way I'm runnin' shit, might recruit me in Olympics
Hit her with the dick now her whole life shifted
Nowadays, everybody think that they a critic
I'm a dream chaser, fuck being realistic
[Chorus]
Bronco busta, hit it with no rubber
Now they talkin' numbers, how this shit for numbers
Yeah, I read tough, bruh, hit 'em with the thunder
I could never dunk so I hit 'em with the jumper
Bronco busta, hit it with no rubber
Now they talkin' numbers, you ain't talkin' nun, bruh
I just left the bank, fuck they talkin'? I'm a hustler
Bronco busta, I busted, it's dumb, bruh

[Outro]
Huh, huh