Booted Up/ Lottie Moss ft. Blvck $ky Lyrics

Yeah, booted up, with the Gods (booted up)

Yeah, booted up, feel like I'm dying

Got arrhythmia, in my heart

Yeah, just know if I die please don't cry (woah)

Yeah I see you in my dreams

But I want no fucking part

Grass wasn't greener on the other side

That's your fault

Save your tear tears I'm moving on

Focus on that green

If you ever want to come back (booted up)

You better be for real (for real)

Yeah, booted up (swerve, swerve, swerve,)

Yeah, for real (hey)

Yeah, booted up (swerve, swerve, swerve,)

Yeah, for real (hey, hey, hey, hey)

Yeah, I'm so high woah, yeah, yeah, huh, hey

Yeah, yeah, huh aye

Swerve swerve swerve

Bitch move, yeah

Fuck up out my face don't deal with you, goofy (yeah, goofy)

Trust you no more you're so evil

So deceptive to my heart

I don't need you (woo)

Yeah, booted up (booted up)

Smack the roof

Booted up

Talk to the moon

I could never lie

I do miss you

But I'm booted up to forget you (woo)

Yeah bitch I boot up with the Gods

And we're talking bout some opps

And we're talking bout the shmoney baby

That's all we gone do (count it, count it, count it, count it)

Yeah that's all we gone do (count it up count it up, yeah, let's go)

Yeah bitch I boot up with the Gods

And we're talking bout some opps

And we're talking bout the shmoney baby (go lets go)

That's all we gone do (count it up yeah)

That's all we gone do (spend it up yeah, let's go)

Booted up, with the Gods (woo)

Booted up, Feel like i'm dying

Got arrhythmia, in my heart (Feel like i'm dying)

Yeah, just know if I die please don't cry

Booted up, with the Gods

Booted up, feel like I'm dying

Got arrhythmia, ythmia, ythmia

Ooo, Huh yeah

Ooo, Huh yeah

Ooo, Huh yeah

Ooo, Huh yeah

Sippin on Wok and the Tris

Speaking so slow I got a lisp

What's up baby

Do you want a taste

It's hitting so hard can't feel my face

Speaking of face I'm fucking her face

Stack it up, stack it up

Rack it up, rack it up

Booted up, booted up

He don't want to talk no more

Cause the goonies all showed up, yeah

Ice cold heart, just like my mink coat (brr)

The opp, was talking shit

We pull up in cinco (yeah)

Your music is real ass

Stop faking your views hoe

And if you want the smoke

We not scared of lil bro

We got the work in the backend

Five percent tinted

We catchin' him lackin'

NFL diss how I feel like I'm sackin'

Got some exotic, I'm smoking on Krakken

Look at the way they staring at me

Fuck all the fakes and I put on my team

Pull out the phone and the Goonies on green

Fuck all these hoes and I leave em on seen

(Ooh)

Ooo, Huh yeah

(Ahh)

Ooo, Huh yeah

(I'm fucking her good I had her like)

Ooo, Huh yeah

(I'm fucking her good I had her like)

Ooo, Huh yeah (woo)

Sippin on Wok and the Tris

Speaking so slow I got a lisp

What's up baby

Do you want a taste

It's hitting so hard can't feel my face

Speaking of face I'm fucking her face (hey, woah)

Stack it up, stack it up

Rack it up, rack it up

Booted up, booted up

He don't want to talk no more

Cause the goonies all showed up, yeah

(let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go,

let's go, let's go)

Hey, hey, oh hey

Hey, hey, yeah, oh hey (hey)

Hey, yeah, oh, okay