Lyrics:
out the college
Just left Macfarland bout to head to Alberta
Bout to make a few plays bruh you know that I'll serve ya
Mood on Lil Boosie cause we
Boosie Bad Ass, Ima send this maw'fucker right here
To all my niggas out there gettin bank rolls putcha mothafuckin hands up
Bank roll after bank
couldn't figure out
See it's a time for everything that's what the Word say
See it's a time for everything bae just chill bae
I ain't no club nigga
I'm
When I ran up my money all these bitches came toward me
I hop in the booth and I tell Rackzo to record me
Bad lil bitch she the one she told me that
like it's Toosii
I got me a new bitch
I don't care about ya new switch
You said you want my head
Lil nigga you ain't gon' do shit
Riding round the town
some pussy
I'm really the nigga to shoot up your home and don't give a fuck about who looking
I'm really that nigga to send some lil shooters to hide out
when a opp walked out
I backed out the glick
His heart beatin' through his chest
He a whole bitch
His man tellin' him, "Chill
That nigga strapped"
Both
the pain (say that)
through all the rumors god still blessin boosie (fuckin right)
fuck a nigga god protected lil boosie
will a pussy nigga shoot me his
the cheapest, you might blow out ya speakas
And we blowin and all, I got warrants and all
Done looked down at the phone, I done missed a few calls
Me and boosie
For that lil coochie, I'll do it
Bout bitch, you want a bag? You gotta sell your booty
I get to fade and everything like I'm Lil Boosie
5-8-8,
leave me alone
Stop stealin' my swag, lil' nigga
You a clone
Ayy, we came up, now niggas be hatin'
Hop out the Wraith, how a nigga be skatin'
Look at my
chill out
Strate bbq on this beat like I brung the grill out
And ain't nobody goin in the crib them people still out Gone
Boy you better move we bout
put em in the Truck
Have You Smoking like purp
Get hit it this Lil pump (Bow)
You can catch a fade just like Lil boosie
Play dirty Get hit wit dis uzi
on, it's a photoshoot
(Listen to this track, bitch)
Me and Boosie smokin' fruity, it look like a photo shoot
Shout out to my nigga Webbie, my hoes
boosie
so I picked the rawest one out the click
grabbed her by her shoulder uh and told her this
[Chorus: repeat]
I need a thug in my life
and you
me good ol face (Sloppy)
Fresh to death get the casket close it mane
I ain't lil Boosie but whip me down
I see you lil niggas y'all really clowns
Say
When everybody knew our faces
I remember when we open for lil boosie last year in Vegas
Felt like I already made it
I just gotta be patient
Gotta take
Sound so good
Shout out my essential workers
I been sitting at home thinking and it’s time for something new for y’all
Light up a doobie turn
Turnin' up by myself
Bustdown on my left
I be doin' my step (Lil' Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once)
Gucci on all my belt
Racked up
Me
Da Judge Looked At Me
And Said How You Doin' Boosie
He Called Me By My Nickname[Ooooh]
What You Think I'm Stupid[b---h]
You Wanna Railroad
with no screws Boosie you'on listen
I'm on a mission tryna get my fucking blood out prison
Black rain in Angola where the thugs roll
Too many members
Yeah, it's Badazz (Boosie Badazz)
Badazz ENT
Certified, nigga
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Nigga, you in trouble now (in trouble now)
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
I said whats up
Hey
Show out
What the fuck is you bringing?
Its just a little bit of living
And a little bit of bitter
And a lil medication
I got
Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook
Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out
When you was on 3rd St., and ain't wanna squeeze
Pillow talking with your
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