Bourgeoisie

(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah it's summer, but I cannot chill
Running these numbers up more than a mill
Calling me stubborn 'cause I want these bills
Ain't giving you nothing unless it is real
Yeah that's just how I keep it, hitting Cali for the weekend
Hit up Khaled for the remix, then the haters they stop speaking
What's the reason? What's the reason?
Now I really got the clout?
What's the reason? What's the reason?
Now there's M's in my account?
Can't sugar coat the truth, no Willy Wonka
Can't drink away my problems with this vodka
But it's worth a shot, the verse is hot
You heard the pop, I let it bang
Secure the bag, I let it rain
They just want a hurricane
No reflection in they're brain
See the reflection in my chain
When the diamonds dancing on me
Is when they wanna know my name
Fuck the fame, fuck the fortune too
But this the game, girl tell me what it do

Oh you boujee, yeah I like that
Make a movie, yeah I like that
Shake that booty, yeah let's hype that
Yeah let's hype that, yeah yeah yeah let's hype that

She a little bad bitch, she bourgeoisie
Designer on her fit like Versace
In love with my drip like tsunami
In love with my drip like tsunami

Oh you boujee, yeah I like that
Make a movie, yeah I like that
Shake that booty, yeah let's hype that
Yeah let's hype that, yeah yeah yeah let's hype that

That's a foreign, that's a Lamb
Ya'll too boring on the Gram
Yeah I'm soaring, what's the plan?
This ain't fall into our hands
Gotta work harder, had to play smarter
Went from the bench, now look I'm a starter
I'm too wavy, make a movie like Scorsese
This go crazy, only classics what I'm making
Ain't no party, no vacation
'Til my bank account is caking
And my hits on every station (Yeah, yeah)

Oh you boujee, yeah I like that
Make a movie, yeah I like that
Shake that booty, yeah let's hype that
Yeah let's hype that, yeah yeah yeah let's hype that



Credits
Writer(s): Liam Sypa
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