Shawty Inda Bando J Hus (Ft. Baseman)

[Intro: J Hus]
(JOAT)
There's nothing I love more than a girl that's on her money

[Chorus: J Hus]
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na-na-na, na na
Shawty inda bando (Ah-ah-ah)
If you knew what we do for the money
She wanna grind with me, grind with me
Na-na-na, na na

[Verse 1: J Hus]
Told my old girl I'mma be a star but she never listened (Nah)
Now she's burning 'cause I'm on the television
J Hus, talk of the City
No, I can't look at her twice
Wait, look at her thighs (Oh, my)
Nah, my new girl badder
Plus she's a Hus like me, Hus like me
Ain't no man that she trust like me
And she be in the bando just like me
Grind hard, Hus be a fly guy
My new grub with my plug's doing guy-guy
Pick up your rasclart phone
What type of fuckery?
I stepped out the smart car
Old shape Huaraches on
Smelling like the dankest piff
Shoutout my Yardie don (Bomboclart)
J Hus boogie dance, when I get my party on
Ay yo, my yute, where you get your carti from? (Ay, gimmie that, gimmie that)