Hella Bootsie

[Verse 1]
Aye, bitch hella bootsie I can’t fuck with her
Broke, ain’t no luck with her
Aye bluff with her, got not a crumb with her
Got a drum, you gon run with her
Look bitch hella bootsie, she can’t get right
But she get pipe, you fucking with the real type
Bitch in real life, even when the field tight
And I’m real ripe
I used to, I still might
Look I don’t wanna talk cause the bitch hella bootsie
Drop my old bitch, I’m a new me
Tell em grab a cam, it’s a movie
Ima treat a bitch like I’m juvie
I know they mad cause I talk like the shit
Yeah the money come quick, and I scored on his bitch
All gas, yeah I’m flooring on this bitch
Go explore, had to tour on this bitch
Bitch hella weird give me 10 feet, don’t talk, you a bum
We don’t cross paths when we walk
Took a dub, I ain’t sorry for your loss
If he lying, bet that Glock send fire to his draws

[Chorus]
Aye bitch hella bootsie, I can’t fuck with her
Broke ain’t no luck with her
Aye, bluff with her
Got not a crumb with her
Aye, got a drum you gon run with her
[x2]

[Verse 2]
Bitch hella boof, if I said it then I mean it
Walked down that blink[?] so I can walk up them Neiman’s
Freakin, sneakin, drugs up in her cleavage
I'm a dog, I'm a beast, I'm a motherfuckin reason
Why, these niggas think they hard and they not
Bitch hella bootsie, she be fuckin with them ops
Not, I
I be clutching on the Glock
He a form, he a snitch, bitch you fucking on a cop
Aye, pop lurker tryna get the drop
Bitch you a doorman, I could get you knocked
You not, hot, I’m just filling up the pot
Chef coke, wrist broke
I’m just tryna make a lot
Look bitch hella trash, she a never see a bag
Oops yeah your bad, I just can’t give a pass
Sweet nigga, bleed em
I just can’t give a pad
If the police come it’s not Chike, bitch it’s Chad

[Chorus]
Aye bitch hella bootsie, I can’t fuck with her
Broke ain’t no luck with her
Aye, bluff with her
Got not a crumb with her
Aye, got a drum you gon run with her
[x2]