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conversations.value: Write me a song called Bussin’ Out with the following description: Hosted by DJ Scheme, “Bussin Out” marks the first official collaboration between Seattle rapper Lil Mosey and California rapper and singer Ty Dolla $ign. On the track, the two melodically cover familiar topics such as money, fame, women, and guns over a DJ Scheme and Nuri-produced instrumental.
  The track partially leaked in September 2020 featuring only Mosey, however Scheme had already confirmed the collaboration in an Instagram live months prior. Scheme then confirmed the track’s placement on his collaborative debut studio album, FAMILY, in November 2020. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Lil Mosey & 
  Yung Bans
  ]
  Uh-uh, uh
  Uh-uh, uh (
  Y'all rockin' with DJ Scheme, little bitch
  )
  (
  Nuri the G.O.A.T.
  )
  Mm, yeah
  [Chorus: Lil Mosey]
  Diamonds bust out the meter (Meter)
  Niggas know it's beef when I see ya' (When I see ya')
  Know you wish you could, but you cannot be us (But you can't)
  Somethin' tells me you a ho like Selena (Uh)
  Flyin' in a Lamb' and I'm right down the street, uh (Skrrt)
  New crib in hills, I'm kickin' my feet up (Feet up)
  Money on the ground, call a maid for her to clean up (Racks)
  Don't make a sound, 'cause we ridin' with heaters
  [Verse 1: Lil Mosey]
  I'm where you can't be so you cannot see us
  Hop in and we go vroom (Vroom), headed straight to the moon (Moon)
  The mixtape droppin' soon (Soon), ice on me, I'm cool (I'm cool)
  All this randomness in here fuckin' up my mood (Mood)
  Askin' so much questions like, nigga, wish I knew (Yeah)
  I'm here by myself and I got nothin' to prove (Uh)
  Need a couple million so I call my nigga like, "What should we do?" (What should we do)
  Could've fucked your bitch, but that bitch, she ran through (Lil' bitch)
  All this money in the world can't take my soul (My soul)
  Three hundred diamonds 'round my neck (Three hundred)
  Did three shows and I went and got a check (Check)
  Bro said, "Hold that" and stack it 'til he dead (Dead)
  Lil' nigga you broke, yeah, why you tryna flex? (Tryna flex)
  Swear I won't stop, yeah I'm up 'til the morn' (Morn')
  I said, "Let's go," I'm speedin', I'm gone (Yeah I'm speedin')
  Faygo and Backwoods, got them from the store (The store, yeah) [Chorus: Lil Mosey & 
  Ty Dolla $ign
  ]
  Diamonds bust out the meter (The meter)
  Niggas know it's beef when I see ya' (When I see ya')
  Know you wish you could, but you cannot be us (No you can't)
  Somethin' tells me you're a ho like Selena (You're a ho)
  Flyin' in a Lamb' and I'm right down the street, uh (Skrrt)
  New crib in hills, I'm kickin' my feet up (Yeah)
  Money on the ground, call a maid for her to clean up (Code)
  Don't make a sound, 'cause we ridin' with heaters (
  Dolla $ign
  )
  [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Diamonds on me drippin', I might drown in this shit (Shit)
  Turn into a stripper when she bounce on the dick (Dick)
  Lil Mosey need some tree, I send him pounds of this shit
  Right now, just left the grow-house, doin' my rounds, stealin' shit
  We turn this bitch up and see how loud this shit get (Get)
  Don't be playin' games with us, actin' childish and shit (Shit)
  I'm the big dog, bitch, I'm out of your reach (Reach)
  On a PJ, we layin' down in these seats
  Tips for the freak, I got dick for the freak
  She said I got dick for days, told her she got ass for weeks
  Laid the halo strap on you, 'cause he keep his GAT on me
  She got sticks, .223's, they gon' go to war for me
  They thought Dolla was gon' fall off
  But I still got more in me
  Told a bitch, "Where were you when we were on quarantine?"
  I got jars of this gas and that shit look orange and green
  And my bitch look at my sideways every time I'm pourin' lean [Chorus: Lil Mosey]
  Diamonds bust out the meter (Meter)
  Niggas know it's beef when I see ya' (When I see ya')
  Know you wish you could, but you cannot be us (But you can't)
  Somethin' tells me you a ho like Selena (Uh)
  Flyin' in a Lamb' and I'm right down the street, uh (Skrrt)
  New crib in hills, I'm kickin' my feet up (Feet up)
  Money on the ground, call a maid for her to clean up (Racks)
  Don't make a sound, 'cause we ridin' with heaters (Grra)