AzChike - Hella Bootsie lyrics
[AzChike - Hella Bootsie lyrics]
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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