Bella Ring Lyrics

Aye

Turn me up Paris

Boot!

I'm way more fucked up in this bitch then I thought I was gone be

Tweaked out, I'm a sing, I'm a let that bella ring

Aye

Aye

Aye

Aye

Boot!

Tweaked out, I'ma sing, I'm a let that bella ring

Don't think shit sweet, you don't want to pay the fee

Burners in the back, shooters in the front seat, yeah

Tweaked out, I'm a sing, aye, bella ring

Tweaked out, I'm a sing, I'm a let that bella ring

Don't think shit sweet, you don't want to pay the fee

Burners in the back, shooters in the front seat, yeah

Tweaked out, I'm a sing, aye, bella ring

I'm good at gambling and looking for snakes

And everything always at stake

You gone take what I give you and put on your plate

Or get on and get on and make your own way, yeah

Uh, do you need a bump?

Got a motherfuckin' sack with the mumps

Break it down with your ID and by the end of the night need a IV

Yeah I'm Lil Boot I'm a high C, Big crip Baccwest, keep it moving

A lot of these niggas don't fuck with me

And I know it's because I ain't let them fuck on me

He like Gangsta me please

If he get fucked up, need a bitch with her ear to the motherfuckin' streets

I'll never snitch on you daddy, I'm a city girl, no Miami

Burnt out, no Lamar, but I still ain't mean to take it that far

Yeah I know the shit get hard, when you trying to make them astro-knots

Trying to go Astro, Bistro, bring all my kinfolk, don't use no hands when I drive the boat

Baby bring a coat, you know it get cold

Don't know who's solid, who's going to fold?

But I know these motherfuckin' racks won't fold

All that cap Alzheimer's, it's old

I was looking for your soul, where it's at? It's sold

Boot world bitch and I'm in the geek zone

Every road that you finna go down lead back home

Tweaked out, I'ma sing, I'm a let that bella ring

Don't think shit sweet, you don't want to pay the fee

Burners in the back, shooters in the front seat, yeah

Tweaked out, I'm a sing, aye, bella ring

Tweaked out, I'm a sing, I'm a let that bella ring

Don't think shit sweet, you don't want to pay the fee

Burners in the back, shooters in the front seat, yeah

Tweaked out, I'm a sing, aye, bella ring