scruwz – bootedup (ft. h16) lyrics
[intro: scruwz & h16]
yuh, aye, aye, come on, come on, come on, yuh
aye, this really my own beat like, i really made this sh+t, like..and they don’t even know, like (a’ight)
come on, aye, aye, b+tch i’m, b+tch i’m, b+tch i’m, b+tch i’m (gang)
b+tch i’m booted up, b+tch i’m booted up, b+tch i’m booted up
b+tch, b+tch ( aye, aye, come on, come on, b+tch i’m, b+tch i’m, yuh)
[hook: h16 & scruwz]
b+tch i’m booted up, run up on me, yeah, you gonna see (you gon’ see)
b+tch i’m booted up, run up on me, yeah, you gonna see (you gon’ see)
b+tch i’m booted up, run up on me, yeah, you gonna see (aye)
b+tch i’m booted up, run up on me, yeah, you gonna see (aye, you gon’ see)
[verse 1: h16]
b+tch i’m clean, shoot a n+gga, yea, wе not shootin’ from deep (not from deep)
33, this b+tch really knock a n+gga off his feet (yeah, off his feet)
got a beam, tеll his momma he ain’t comin’ home to eat (nah)
i’m a creep, i’m the boogeyman, the way i watch ‘em sleep (yuh)
b+tch i’m feinin’ for a body, want some more (want some more)
my n+ggas just like ups, they at the door (they at the door)
you ain’t ever caught a body, check the score (yeah, check the score)
them n+ggas actin’ all gangster, but they be cryin’, just like ho’s (ouu)
[verse 2: scruwz]
aye, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
aye, aye
b+tch i’m booted up, run up on me, yeah, you gon’ see (you gon’ see)
yeah, she gon’ f+ck, and it’s gon’ be all of my f+ckin’ team (my f+ckin’ team)
b+tch, i been different (been different)
and they stil dissin’ (still dissin’)
wig splittin’, feelin’ like the earth, b+tch i’m still spinnin’ (b+tch, i’m still spinnin’)
got my b+tch trippin’, got these ho’s wishin’ (yuh)
she a junkie off the f+ckin’ percs, i got my sl+t itchin’ (got my sl+t itchin’)
ain’t no b+tch i’m missin’ (nah)
cybertruck i’m f+ckin’ slidin’ i don’t need steerin’ (it’s gon’ drive itself)
diamonds in my f+ckin’ mouth, look like my t++th missin’ (where they at?)
h+llcat whippin’, we took the scoreboard, it’s our time, b+tch we winnin’ (we winnin’)
clean them p+ssies out the street just like it’s dish soap, jit slang dope (like, uhh)
we ‘dem dangerous boys from ‘round the way, b+tch they don’t want smoke, cause they’ll choke (nah, nah, nah)
thinkin’ she won’t blow ‘sum, promise she’ll go, that’s fasho (nah, nah, nah)
thinkin’ that i’m with you, b+tch i went rogue, glock i tote (i tote)
i could never love her, b+tch, my heart cold (yuh, aye)
b+tch, my heart cold
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