Blueface and Cardi B Gear Up For “Thotiana Remix” (Bust Down) and following up with a visual music video and The buzz including the remix was especially mind-blowing to Internet geeks weak to amass Red and Blue under another reason.
The “Thotiana” Remix comes to our gift wrapped by official Cole Bennett, whose Lyrical Lemonade stage is responsible for about a half of Blueface’s song sections to date. The video goes past where its title prescribes an absence of concern and fair skin. Bennett’s video thought places Blueface and Cardi B at the location of a varsity right of section custom.
Blueface picks the first quarterback/heartthrob work, leaving Cardi B with little reaction anyway to fall by and by into a disgusting activity yet again. Regardless, Cardi B isn’t kicking and yelling. With the employments convoluted, everything would have played out the proportionate – and the “scalawag” reliably finds the opportunity to share in the wealth.
Intro: Blueface] Blueface, baby Yeah aight Bust down, Thotiana Yeah aight I wanna see you bust down
[Chorus: Blueface] Bust down, Thotiana (Bust down, Thotiana) I wanna see you bust down (Over) Pick it up, now break that shit down (Break it down) Speed it up, then slow that shit down, on the gang (Slow it down) Bust it (Bust down), bust down, bust it, bust it Bust down, on the gang (Over) Bust down, Thotiana (Bust down, Thotiana) I wanna see you bust down (Over) Pick it up, now break that shit down (Break it down) Speed it up, now slow that shit down, on the gang (Slow it down) Bust it (Bust down), bust down, bust it, bust it Bust down, on the gang (Over)
[Verse 1: Cardi B] Cardi, Cardiana (Cardiana) I was home with my kid, mommiana (Mommiana) Real bitch, I don’t be with all that drama (Nah) Mindin’ my business, I’m unbothered (I’m unbothered, yeah) I ain’t draggin’, I’m lit (Like a tit) Fuck clappin’ back, bitch, I’m clappin’ on the dick (On the dick) Bust it, bust it, I’m a savage (I’m a savage) Bitch, throw it back like a 10-Year Challenge (Woo!) Take him to the crib, then I push him on the sofa (Sofa) Have his breath smellin’ like pussy and mimosa (Ah, ah, ah) Uh, we ain’t finished, tell him beat it up (Beat it up) And if the pussy stop breathin’, give it CPR (CPR) It’s so tight, he think he slipped in my butt (Slipped in my butt) I don’t swallow Plan B, I just swallow the nut (Uh, nasty) Pussy dope, I’m the dope dealer And if your pussy good, shouldn’t have to maintain a broke nigga (Broke nigga) Real shit, real life Everybody gang bangin’, know they ain’t real, right (Yeah, right now) Since I came in the game, been a real one (Real one) And ain’t shit changed, bitch, I’m still one (Ah) Uh, all facts, no cap (No cap) Daddy, how you like that? (Like that?) Uh, ain’t got no time for no subliminals After awhile, bitch bein’ petty just means you miserable (Facts) Uh, yeah, straight lame (Straight lame) My pussy a bustdown, your’s plain jane (Bust it) I make him go insane, I fuck him with my red flag on And when I cum, I say gang (On the gang)