Booted Up ft. nxrthstar & Viizzi Lyrics

Yeah, pussy boy talkin' that shit, man, I swear you look stupid, uh

Yeah, say I don't got no ho's 'bout to pull up with a new bitch, uh

Yeah, play my music at the function turn me up

Yeah, I just been poppin' them Percs, lil' bitch I'm booted up

Yeah, yeah, that lil' bitch think I'm crazy

I'm serving mad like the eighties

Shut the fuck up and just pay me

I'm moving weight just like Jay-Z

Uh, yeah, back in 95

I feel like Kanye I'm wavy

In a thirty going eighty

I know he still tryna play me

Yeah, but bitch I'm ready, uh

Pull up put that poodle to your noodle moms spaghetti, uh

These bitches, talking that shit on the gang

Man, I'm sorry that I'm so petty, uh

And lately I sleep with a gun

Yeah, I sleep with a teddy, uh

And I'm in the back seat with your bitch she wanna top me, uh

Oxy my blood, still cannot catch me

She in her dreams, she thought that she had me

Doing the fraud, try and get at me

Fiend for the clout, but he cannot pass me

He suck so much, that we call him Maggie

I took some more, so I'm feeling happy

I touch down LA, I'm hitting up chef

Need me some courage, need me some ket

She blow me some much, I call her a ref

Leave me some lines, I'm doing the rest

Said it I meant it, I talk with my chest

Ex's are dead then I'm throwing a fest

Just like my Xanax them boys are pressed

They falling off, must be depressed

Yeah, pussy boy talkin' that shit, man, I swear you look stupid, uh

Yeah, say I don't got no ho's 'bout to pull up with a new bitch, uh

Yeah, play my music at the function turn me up

Yeah, I just been poppin' them Percs, lil' bitch I'm booted up

Pop a Perc, I'm booted up

I just stuffed an eighth inside my Backwood, now I'm zoozted up

Bitch, my strap talk business, fully loaded and it's suited up

Walk into the function see your face up in that bitch and yeah, you know I'm finna shoot it up

Come with a K, like a Russian, no Juice

Bitch, I'm the goat check the stats for the proof

Double RR seats, got the stars in the roof

Sniffing that Charlie then I'm a set fire to the booth

I'm a set fire to the whole town

Spin your block turn it into a ghost town

And y'all wild on the 'Gram do the most now

I go wild on the stage sell the shows out

Nobody do it like who?

Nobody doing it like us

Don't care what you say, I'm upping the rage

Play with my heart, I'm going insane

She giving me knowledge, she giving me brain

I'm upping the choppa you feeling the pain

Thinking it's Twitter but this not a game

Mad 'bout his bitch, oh what a shame

What a shame that we put him in a pack though

Hate me all you want 'cause you just add funds to my bankroll

New bitch badder so they hating but it's facts though

I'm an addict and they know it, what you asked fo'?