Actin Boujee lyrics

by

Yhung T.O.


[Intro]
Big Money

[Verse]
Gettin' rich, they say I'm actin' bougie
I ain't nothin' like your n*gga, b*tch, he hella Boosie
But y'all go good together 'cause you Boosie too
I don't pump fake with it, b*tch, I really shoot
And I'ma shoot my shot on her if she cute
Crip b*tch run it into me, all blues
Keep everything slatt, all these n*ggas know
We done been making hits up in Frisco
Still Ruth Chriss dining, I ain't switch it up
You ain't callin' 'bout no money, I ain't pickin' up
Antisocial n*gga, ain't with conversation
It's money for everybody, n*gga, stop hating
Got shots for everybody, I am not aiming
Why I had to grow up to be so evil?
Had a check before I got the Insta blue check
Just know you a dead man, you touch my neck
I could show you how to be a boss
I ain't check the price, said f*ck what it cost
Backends got me sittin' well off
I just fell back on n*ggas, I ain't fell off
Can't stop me drop, got the streets back poppin'
Off tour on the block with a couple choppers
I don't gotta keep a killer with me
'Cause any n*gga try to test me, I'ma kill him
Every vent I shoot, it's a milli'
They gon' be mad when I pull up in the Bentley
Drop the top on 'em, 'cause this hot n*gga feelin'
Cookies got me higher than the ceiling
Said she need a drug dealer, she don't f*ck with killers
She know I might kill the b*tch if she ever cheat
I don't argue on the 'net, leave it in the streets
Chargin' n*ggas 10K just to squash beef
n*ggas never seen ten in they life
Bet it all on the nine when I'm on the dice
Barely f*ck with knives, b*tch, I keep a .40
I'm out here tryna f*ck sh*t like I'm E-40
Keep a pair of Mikes on, feelin' like Mike
Slap the b*tch up, now I'm like Ike
I'm a rude ass n*gga, I am not nice
Ain't no verses for the free, n*gga, pay the price

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