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Future - Bustin Out Lyrics

[Intro]
When I count that check I be talkin' like this in the house
I was in the kitchen, I was cookin' in my trap house
Straight racks in my jeans, got my bands bustin' out
A hundred racks of hundreds got 'em bustin' out
Prr, prr, prr

[Verse 1]
She want that walk, can't talk
I hit the walk, can't talk
Money on my mind, can't talk
She want that work, can't talk
I hit her once, can't talk
Gotta go, I can't talk
We put 'em in, can't talk
We did some dirt, can't talk
[?] gettin' that work, can't talk
They talkin' 'bout work, can't talk
Over the phone, can't talk
I went berserk, can't talk
I gotta lurk, can't talk
You tryna jerk, can't talk
You tryna trick, can't talk

[Chorus]
When I count that check I be talkin' like this in the house
I was in the kitchen, I was cookin' in my trap house
Straight racks in my jeans, got my bands bustin' out
A hundrеd racks of hundreds got 'em bustin' out
[Verse 2]
Certifiеd check for the dealer
Certified dime for a nickel
Certified plug, so official
Certified blood, real niggas
Certified crips kill for me
Gettin' money with my lil homie
I can't deal with no hug and flockin'
I can deal with these real robbers
Keep it thrill when you talkin' Kobe
All these hoe niggas gotta go
Only fake niggas get exposed
Pushin' weight, get it off the boat
Load it up, then let it go
Beast mode, Breakin’ down O’s
Bring that Hendrix out the trap door
We up to sell out pronto

[Verse 3]
I'm counting it up, can't talk
Don't hit my line, can't talk
Whippin' this work, can't talk
I'm cooking it now, can't talk
Counting it up, can't talk
I'm weighing it up, can't talk
I'm smoking the nug, I can't talk
I'm high as a plane, can't talk
I put it up, can't talk
I weight it up, can't talk
I'm cooking up, can't talk
I'm cooking it now, can’t talk
[Chorus]
When I count that check I be talkin' like this in the house
I was in the kitchen, I was cookin' in my trap house
Straight racks in my jeans, got my bands bustin' out
A hundred racks of hundreds got 'em bustin' out

[Verse 4]
Everything's in my Louis Vuitton
Got me stepping out like a new edition
Got the 'Rari coupe, had that Bentley Spur
Got the [?] truck, see the new collection
I'm the loaded load with a chunk of grass
Every million put it in the stash
I appreciate it whoever made me mad
He got me goin' in, and I gotta spaz
Fifty thousand on a jugg, baby
That's some old news, that's some old news
I want the link with some real jewels
I had to go on a real move
Hot water car, shoot out the car
We 'bout to go make the real news
Kush in the jar, fish caviar
We fuck around with that dog food
Pop pills, off to Massachusetts
Used to live by the dog rules
Bulldog but I ain't [?]
Green and white like a Celtic
We cookin' up that Elvis
I ain't buyin' whatever you sellin'
You hittin' my line, you reckless
Ain't got no time for textin'
[Bridge]
I'm counting it up, can't talk
Don't hit my line, can't talk
Whippin' this work, can't talk
I'm cooking it now, can't talk
Counting it up, can't talk
I'm weighing it up, can't talk
I'm smoking the nug, can't talk
I'm high as a plane, can't talk

[Outro]
When I count that check I be talkin' like this in the house
I was in the kitchen, I was cookin' in my trap house
Straight racks in my jeans, got my bands bustin' out
A hundred racks of hundreds got 'em bustin' out