[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]