Booted Up

[Chorus: nxrthstar]
Yeah, pussy boy talkin' that shit, man, I swear you look stupid, uh
Yeah, say I don't got no ho's 'bout to pull up with a new bitch, uh
Yeah, play my music at the function turn me up
Yeah, I just been poppin' them Percs, lil' bitch I'm booted up

[Verse 1: nxrthstar]
Yeah, yeah, that lil' bitch think I'm crazy, I'm serving mad like the eighties
Shut the fuck up and just pay me
I'm moving weight just like Jay-Z, uh, yeah, back in 95
I feel like Kanye I'm wavy, in a thirty going eighty
I know he still tryna play me
Yeah, but bitch I'm ready, uh
Pull up put that poodle to your noodle moms spaghetti, uh
These bitches, talking that shit on the gang, man, I'm sorry that I'm so petty, uh
And lately I sleep with a gun, yeah, I sleep with a teddy, uh

[Verse 2: heroine diaries]
And I'm in the back seat with your bitch she wanna top me, uh
Oxy my blood, still cannot catch me
She in her dreams, she thought that she had me
Doing the fraud, try and get at me
Fiend for the clout, but he cannot pass me
He suck so much, that we call him Maggie
I took some more, so I'm feeling happy
I touch down LA, I'm hitting up Chef
Need me some courage, need me some ket
She blow me some much, I call her a ref
Leave me some lines, I'm doing the rest
Said it I meant it, I talk with my chest
Ex's are dead then I'm throwing a fest
Just like my Xanax them boys are pressed
They falling off, must be depressed

[Chorus: nxrthstar]
Yeah, pussy boy talkin' that shit, man, I swear you look stupid, uh
Yeah, say I don't got no ho's 'bout to pull up with a new bitch, uh
Yeah, play my music at the function turn me up
Yeah, I just been poppin' them Percs, lil' bitch I'm booted up

[Verse 3: viizzi]
Pop a Perc, I'm booted up
I just stuffed an eighth inside my Backwood, now I'm zoozted up
Bitch, my strap talk business, fully loaded and it's suited up
Walk into the function see your face up in that bitch and yeah, you know I'm finna shoot it up
Come with a K, like a Russian, no Juice
Bitch, I'm the goat check the stats for the proof
Double RR seats, got the stars in the roof
Sniffing that Charlie then I'm a set fire to the booth
I'm a set fire to the whole town
Spin your block turn it into a ghost town
And y'all wild on the 'Gram do the most now
I go wild on the stage sell the shows out

[Verse 4: viizzi & heroine diaries]
Nobody doing it like who?
Nobody doing it like us
Don't care what you say, I'm upping the rage
Play with my heart, I'm going insane
She giving me knowledge, she giving me brain
I'm upping the choppa you feeling the pain
Thinking it's Twitter but this not a game
Mad 'bout his bitch, oh what a shame
What a shame that we put him in a pack though
Hate me all you want 'cause you just add funds to my bankroll
New bitch badder so they hating but it's facts though
I'm an addict and they know it, what you asked fo'?