The Real BoutaBag lyrics

[Intro]
All these n*ggas talkin' bout Boutabag this, Boutabag that
n*gga been Boutabag this, been Boutabag that
Boutabag on that ig n*gga
Boutabag and they buy hoes
Boutabag this
Boutabag on the instagram live
You are not Boutabag, I’m the real Boutabag
I'm Boutabag ain't gotta ask me
[Chorus]
I’m the real Boutabag, and she know it (She know me)
She don't care what time it is she gon throw it (She gon throw it)
Baby girl smacked off a pill got her rollin' (She rollin')
She gon f*ck it up in this b*tch if it's open (If this b*tch open)
I'm the real Boutabag, these n*ggas know me (These n*ggas know me)
n*ggas steady on my hand push up on me (Push up on me)
Where you get that chain from neck look phony (Look phony)
We arе not the same n*gga neck look frozеn
[Verse 1]
I'm the real Boutabag, I wear Bape (I wear Bape)
How is n*ggas Boutabag but they ain't (But they ain’t)
Won’t f*ck but suck di*k till she can't (Suck di*k till she can’t)
You want a table I need like ten k (Need like ten k
I'm the real Boutabag and I been that (And I been that)
Two sticks in this whip it's a kit-kat (It's a kit-kat)
Tryna call my phone n*gga come and get yo b*tch back (Get yo b*tch back)
Houndin’ for that b*tch you would've hit that
I'm the real Boutabag, I roll fingers (I roll fingers)
I ain't gotta keep a b*tch Ion need her (Ion need her)
f*ckin on them other n*ggas, me Ima bleed her
Fall off, bounce right back the b*tch can't believe it
She sang [?] on this wood I'm just breathin'
On the road doing shows won't be home till the weekend
[Chorus]
I'm the real Boutabag and she know it
She don't care what time it is she gon throw it
Baby girl smacked off a pill got her rollin'
She gon f*ck it up in this b*tch if it's open
I'm the real Boutabag, these n*ggas know me
n*ggas steady on my hand push up on me
Where you get that chain from neck look phony
We are not the same n*gga neck look frozen
[Verse 2]
Check out my mouth lookin' frozen (Bling)
Baby said she Boutabag pull up on me (Pull up on me)
She ain't like my last b*tch, treat her like a trophy (Treat her like a trophy)
I like fast cars, sport mode only (Skrt)
R-Really in my bag b*tch, Ion need a rollie (Ion need a rollie)
Hot box this big body used to be a stoley (Used to be a stoley)
Keep my name out them weak ass songs n*ggas rollas
I know I jus smoked this whole klock I'm finna roll up (Finna roll up)
Seem like when n*ggas with they n*ggas now they so tough (n*gga so rough)
Seems like these n*ggas only hate cause I glowed up
You talkin' bout some bands for that party Ima show up (I'm gon show up)
Talk about some bands for that party Ima show up
[Outro]
I'm the real Boutabag, I roll fingers
I ain't gotta keep a b*tch Ion need her
f*ckin' on other them n*ggas, me Ima bleed her
Fall off, bounce right back she really can't believe it
She same [?] on this wood I'm jus breathin'
On the road doin' shows won't be home till the weekend
On the road doin' shows won't be home till the weekend
I'm the real Boutabag, I roll fingers
I ain't gotta keep a b*tch Ion need her
f*ckin' on other them n*ggas, me Ima bleed her
Fall off, bounce right back she really can't believe it
She same [?] on this wood I'm jus breathin'
On the road doin' shows won't be home till the weekend
On the road doin' shows won't be home till the weekend
I'm the real Boutabag, I roll fingers
I ain't gotta keep a b*tch Ion need her
f*ckin' on other them n*ggas, me Ima bleed her
Fall off, bounce right back she really can't believe it
She same [?] on this wood I'm jus breathin'
On the road doin' shows won't be home till the weekend
On the road doin' shows won't be home till the weekend
I'm the real Boutabag