Booly

[Intro]
Brtt, Chapo
Brtt, Brtt, Brtt

[Verse]
Tryna take sum’ from me boy you stupid (Plugg)
Smoking that gas in the yo’ it’s polluted
Don’t up the fye, if you not even gone use it
I’ll do my dance with my stick like it’s Cupid
Boy this beat making me feel hella’ groovy
How the fuck did you know Booly produced it
Get on this hoe we gone eat we gone chew it
I cannot see another that could do it
I cannot see a hoe fucking with me
Bitch I be fresh as fuck down to the tee’
No TLC’ but my niggas ah’ creep
If you fuck around bitch you’ll get put on a tee’
Bitch I’ll step on your ass like a cleat
I walk in the function I’m looking on fleek
I’m high as hell bitch I’m mother-fucking geek
Roll up that za’ then I turn to a beast
Roll up that za’ and I get high as hell
Break down the weed i got wax in my nails
I got them bars like I'm fresh out of jail
I’m in the field like dat nigga Odell
Feeling like Lucci they wishing me well
Nigga ain’t fresh he be popping out stale
I’m really bad and my skin caramel (Plugg)
Stick the fuck up like I’m in the Cartel
Stick the fuck up like I’m in a militia
I got them keys I ain’t talking Alicia
Don’t got no friends all these hoes artificial
Give me that mouth bitch I don’t wanna’ kiss you
Give me that mouth bitch I don’t wanna’ fuck
Just like a frontal bitch you can get plucked
You think this hard just wait for the deluxe
Bitch I ride every beat like a Toyota truck
Yeah, Yeah (Plugg)

[Outro]
Chapo
Yeah, Yeah
Uhh, Uhh