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bootedup (ft. h16) - scruwz 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

- scruwz lyrics

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