Booted Up lyrics

by

Destroy Lonely


[Intro]
Bullsh*t, we went crazy, ya' dig?
Baby Money
BLAKAMERIKA (Money) (Woo-woo)

[Chorus]
Ah, damn, I just jumped out ya' b*tch
[?], gotta clutch on my stick
Heard them boys they out there on that sh*t
Booted up, workin'
My n*ggas gon' get off them birds
Throw it up, she twerkin'
Lil' shawty gon' work like a worm
Posted up, with the serpents
Chargin' one-fifty for verses
Just be cool, this AP might hurt you
Just be fine, lil' baby, just vibe
Lil' money live hell of a life
All my b*tches, they way over done
All my b*tches, you know that they mine
Drip Rick Owens, Balenci', Chanel

[Verse]
Call up Nella, put her in some hellstar
Blowin' 41 smoke, what's that smell, dawg?
All these n*ggas need help, know they fell off
I'm too geeked up myself, I can't help y'all
Keep this sh*t on the low and don't tell
I got hoes on the shelf I don't f*ck
I got cash in the safe I don't care 'bout it
Tell the chauffeur, "I'm ready, pull up"
I been takin' molly, bootin' up
Baby Money, walkin' out the back
My refrigerator filled with drank
It's all black on my fit everyday
Think I'm Illuminati, okay, okay, okay
I got money, could throw in yo' face, huh, your face, huh, your face
This ho' wanna f*ck me all day, all day, all day
I just jumped out ya' ho', okay
I just jumped out ya' ho', okay
(Money) (Baby Money) (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Ah, damn, I just jumped out ya' b*tch
[?], gotta clutch on my stick
Heard them boys they out there on that sh*t
Booted up, workin'
My n*ggas gon' get off them birds
Throw it up, she twerkin'
Lil' shawty gon' work like a worm
Posted up, with the serpents
Chargin' one-fifty for verses
Just be cool, this AP might hurt you
Just be fine, lil' baby, just vibe
Lil' money live hell of a life
All my b*tches, they way over done
All my b*tches, you know that they mine
Drip Rick Owens, Balenci', Chanel
(Baby Money)
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