Bustdown (feat. Xoxo Grim)
Jayboodles
Boodle gang in this bitch
I'm from arizona, where it be hot
Where you can overheat or you can fuck around and be shot
The way I move this work, I ain't ever gon be caught
Can't ever window shop if I like it gotta be bought
Posted on the couch I'm playing fortnite
Big rocks you would think I'm selling quartzite
If you bitch wanna fuck then I just might
I asked her how it feel, like Goldilocks she said just right
Yo bitch a thot, but she not on my mind
Yo clock Don't say boodles then you not on my time
You could be tony hawk you still not on my grind
I could drop a change jar and wouldn't ever drop a dime
Moved out my granny's house so I can start trapping
Went to Houston see if I should start rapping
I ain't really know which one was gon happen
But I know these streets and you pussy niggas google mappin
On top of that, you goofy niggas cappin
You sleeping on me then yo goofy ass is nappin
I been first I feel like I'm overlapping
Shawty had a fat ass I just wanna put my lap in
Cuban link on my wrist and it's bustdown
Diamonds on me all wet like I just drowned
Scoring plays all day like a touchdown
Speaking on my gang niggas getting shut down
Cuban link on my wrist and it's bustdown
Diamonds on me all wet like I just drowned
Scoring plays all day like a touchdown
Speaking on my gang niggas getting shut down
Trapping in the same fit for three days
Consistent money I'm just tryna get it three ways
All day, and all night on them freeways
You taking days off, I ain't even miss a weekday
I'd rather be dead than a broke nigga
How you broke but you moving all this coke nigga?
How she loyal but my dick make her choke nigga?
How you pussy and you said you wanted smoke nigga?
Free my unc in the feds boodle gang bitch
Niggas yelling boodle gang and still ain't rich
My nigga taking six years cuz he ain't snitch
So boodle gang til I die cause I can't switch
Cuban link on my wrist and it's bustdown
Diamonds on me all wet like I just drowned
Scoring plays all day like a touchdown
Speaking on my gang niggas getting shut down
Cuban link on my wrist and it's bustdown
Diamonds on me all wet like I just drowned
Scoring plays all day like a touchdown
Speaking on my gang niggas getting shut down
Type type type man stop all of that bullshit
Keltec hundred rounds and it got a full clip
I ain't clique with puppies hell nah I'm a full pit
Grabbed up on my nuts lil bitch can you hold this
All these bad hoes on me, I don't think you could hit
I'm blowing zaza, you blow on wood tips
I just grabbed two cups I'm sipping wockiana
Niggas broke as hell and I put that on my momma
All y'all wear is fake shit you shop at valley bobba
Fucking on yo bitch then I smoke some marijuana
Bad model bitch I found her in Tijuana
Selling cocaine, white girl, molly, or Madonna
Bitch I feel like Franklin you can hit me on my pager
If you ain't talking cash shit then I'll see you later
I gets lots of money, yeah I stack a lot of paper
I just hit the barber shop, hundred on a taper
I got so many flour bricks I could've been a baker
Four five smith and Wesson I'll send him to his maker
I don't got no time so don't ask me for no favor
Drip a lot of sauce and his bitch said I got flavor
I don't sit down to eat I'd rather get it catered
This bitch really crazy and she thought that I would save her
This bitch really crazy and she thought that I would save her
This bitch really crazy and she thought that I would save her
Boodle gang in this bitch
I'm from arizona, where it be hot
Where you can overheat or you can fuck around and be shot
The way I move this work, I ain't ever gon be caught
Can't ever window shop if I like it gotta be bought
Posted on the couch I'm playing fortnite
Big rocks you would think I'm selling quartzite
If you bitch wanna fuck then I just might
I asked her how it feel, like Goldilocks she said just right
Yo bitch a thot, but she not on my mind
Yo clock Don't say boodles then you not on my time
You could be tony hawk you still not on my grind
I could drop a change jar and wouldn't ever drop a dime
Moved out my granny's house so I can start trapping
Went to Houston see if I should start rapping
I ain't really know which one was gon happen
But I know these streets and you pussy niggas google mappin
On top of that, you goofy niggas cappin
You sleeping on me then yo goofy ass is nappin
I been first I feel like I'm overlapping
Shawty had a fat ass I just wanna put my lap in
Cuban link on my wrist and it's bustdown
Diamonds on me all wet like I just drowned
Scoring plays all day like a touchdown
Speaking on my gang niggas getting shut down
Cuban link on my wrist and it's bustdown
Diamonds on me all wet like I just drowned
Scoring plays all day like a touchdown
Speaking on my gang niggas getting shut down
Trapping in the same fit for three days
Consistent money I'm just tryna get it three ways
All day, and all night on them freeways
You taking days off, I ain't even miss a weekday
I'd rather be dead than a broke nigga
How you broke but you moving all this coke nigga?
How she loyal but my dick make her choke nigga?
How you pussy and you said you wanted smoke nigga?
Free my unc in the feds boodle gang bitch
Niggas yelling boodle gang and still ain't rich
My nigga taking six years cuz he ain't snitch
So boodle gang til I die cause I can't switch
Cuban link on my wrist and it's bustdown
Diamonds on me all wet like I just drowned
Scoring plays all day like a touchdown
Speaking on my gang niggas getting shut down
Cuban link on my wrist and it's bustdown
Diamonds on me all wet like I just drowned
Scoring plays all day like a touchdown
Speaking on my gang niggas getting shut down
Type type type man stop all of that bullshit
Keltec hundred rounds and it got a full clip
I ain't clique with puppies hell nah I'm a full pit
Grabbed up on my nuts lil bitch can you hold this
All these bad hoes on me, I don't think you could hit
I'm blowing zaza, you blow on wood tips
I just grabbed two cups I'm sipping wockiana
Niggas broke as hell and I put that on my momma
All y'all wear is fake shit you shop at valley bobba
Fucking on yo bitch then I smoke some marijuana
Bad model bitch I found her in Tijuana
Selling cocaine, white girl, molly, or Madonna
Bitch I feel like Franklin you can hit me on my pager
If you ain't talking cash shit then I'll see you later
I gets lots of money, yeah I stack a lot of paper
I just hit the barber shop, hundred on a taper
I got so many flour bricks I could've been a baker
Four five smith and Wesson I'll send him to his maker
I don't got no time so don't ask me for no favor
Drip a lot of sauce and his bitch said I got flavor
I don't sit down to eat I'd rather get it catered
This bitch really crazy and she thought that I would save her
This bitch really crazy and she thought that I would save her
This bitch really crazy and she thought that I would save her
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Writer(s): Jacob Wroten
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