boujee like london tip Lyrics

(Yeah)

I'm a real man so I got to get it

Heard they heard my music and they fucking with it

My heart so cold and feel I like the villain

I got them lights off on Christmas

I'm a real business' man I'm about my business'

Got to get them racks up you want to glisten

Turning your back knew it was a given

Love infection she need penicillin

Put it on your head now it is pending (pending)

I walk in that bih & walk in that bitch man

She act real Boujee like London Tipton (Tipton)

I'm about my bags yeah I'm about my chicken

I tried to tell you but you wouldn't listen (uh yeah)

But its over now

I couldn't hold it down

Look in my eye lets go on a mission

Shawty be trippin

Heart so cold and feel like north pole

Walk out the door I don't deal with a hoe

Outside dealing even when its cold

I know you fake but you feeling so bold

Better stop playing yeah I'm getting old

Just us fuck the fame how you gone fold (yeah)

Just us fuck the fame how you gone fold

Live in the dark nigga you gone mold

(yeah!)

And its over now

Going back in cuz I really live it

Been locked in yeah I got to risk it (risk it)

She look at my hair now she tryna retwist it

Pull up to my set you don't want to miss it

Mercedes Benz for special occasions (occasions)

All black truck yeah she want a date man (date man)

Black quarterback nigga like the ravens

Rich nigga shit boy you don't phase me

Tell that boy fuck you nigga pay me (fuck you)

My music crack like the 80's (crack)

We nineteen she want to have a baby (a baby)

Foreign girl Foreign whip man I need a Mercedes

Latina bih loco I can be calling her crazy

She asked me why is my ceiling so high

Mafia lifestyle we getting so fly

(Mafia lifestyle we getting so fly)

I'm a real man so I got to get it

Heard they heard my music and they fucking with it

My heart so cold and I feel like the villain

I got them lights off on Christmas

I'm a real business' man I'm about my business'

Got to get them racks up you want to glisten

Turning your back knew it was a given

Love infection she need penicillin

Put it on your head now it is pending

I walk in that bih & walk in that bitch man

She act real Boujee like London Tipton

I'm about my bags yeah I'm about my chicken

I tried to tell you but you wouldn't listen

But its over now