My b*tch Bougee lyrics
by 1017 Eskimo
[Intro]
Wop
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy)
[Chorus]
My b*tch bougie, she eat crème brûlée
We don't go on dates (Nah), can't come to my place (Ayy)
We just meet up, f*ck her in a Wraith (Yeah)
Ain't no string attached (Nah), she don't call me bae (Ayy)
My b*tch bougie, she eat crème brûlée
We don't go on dates (Nah), can't come to my place (Ayy)
We just meet up, f*ck her in a Wraith (Yeah)
Ain't no string attached (Nah), she don't call me bae (Ayy)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, flew a b*tch from out of state and put her in a Westin
Ayy, told her only way I'm f*ckin' if she bring her best friend
Ayy, If I can bring them to the stu' and f*ck both of them in my session, ayy
Her boyfriend get to tweaking, that chopper send him to heaven, ayy
Rocking Rick Owens, I'm in all black
b*tch I drip that Triple S's, 'fore they did it, I did all that
Old ass rappers go'n and fall back (Fall back)
It's Lil Wopster, keep a chopper, ain't no image, I'm with all that
Pop a Percocet and I just left the Earth
That n*gga tried to kill Lil Wopster but I got him first, ayy
In a coupe, the top fell off, I think this b*tch is cursed (It's cursed)
You need to go'n sell your old car and go and buy a hearse (Ayy)
[Chorus]
My b*tch bougie, she eat crème brûlée
We don't go on dates, can't come to my place
Ayy, we just meet up, f*ck her in a Wraith
Ain't no string attached, she don't call me bae
My b*tch bougie, she eat crème brûlée
We don't go on dates, can't come to my place
Ayy, we just meet up, f*ck her in a Wraith
Ain't no string attached, she don't call me bae