Lord D'andre - Boot Up

I ran it up, put them racks in the safe
I bust a juug, I ran off on the bank
Fuck what they think
all my diamonds they come wet like a sink
I just popped a Xan now I can't even think
Out of my body when I'm on the drank'
I put my queen in Alexander McQueen
Designer drugs. She likes Louboutin beans
Givenchy boots. Boot up
Boot up, Boot up
I'm my own shooter
You got the wrong jeweler
All my ice cooler
This a Franck Muller
Count it fast don't need a tutor
Beat the pussy up, abuse it
Addicted to money, abusing it

I'm addicted to this lifestyle
Just made a couple thousand right now
I'm moving fast, I need to pipe down
(Inaudible mumbling)
Boot up
Balenciaga boots stepping on necks
Ain't in the shower, but it's wet around my neck
Blue face, this a plain Patek
It's a new year I'm with the same niggas
Getting new money copping new chains
If it's beef, my niggas eating everything
Nigga we the top of the food chain
Boot up, Yeah
I'm my own shooter
You got the wrong jeweler
All my ice cooler
This a Franck Muller
Count it fast don't need a tutor
Beat the pussy up, abuse it
Boot up

I ran it up, put them racks in the safe
I bust a juug, I ran off on the bank
Fuck what they think
all my diamonds they come wet like a sink
I just popped a Xan now I can't even think
Out of my body when I'm on the drank'
I put my queen in Alexander McQueen
Designer drugs. She likes Louboutin beans
Givenchy boots. Boot up
Boot up, Boot up
I'm my own shooter
You got the wrong jeweler
All my ice cooler
This a Franck Muller
Count it fast don't need a tutor
Beat the pussy up, abuse it
Addicted to money, abusing it

Written by:
Isaiah Smith

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