Boobie Lootaveli - FEMA W/ RAMIREZ (Prod. Will Snow)

52 pick up
Shells bouncing out the missile
If them bullets hit you know your mama finna miss you
In the trap house playing 2k with my migos
Running through a brick like I’m shooting up a free through
If you acting funny Ima press you like a cheat code
24 plates in the kitchen going beast mode
Twin glizzies Jimmy Timmy imaging you can meet both
Dade county shit I might serve you in a speedboat
I look like I’m Fabio I’ll fuck your Mamacita
I ain’t wanna have to do it but you know I’m beaming
Every time I crack a smile I’m shining like the TV
Every time I come around now everybody freezing
You know boobie blessed like you caught em fucking sneezing
Running up some bands yeah I’m tryna drop some libra
I been in the jungle hunting, running with the cheetahs
Pull up in the hurricane somebody call the FEMA

Pull up in the hurricane somebody call the FEMA (splash)
Yoppa on me going 90 had to speed up (had to speed up)
Choppa on me that bitch singing like Alia (now she singing)
40 poking out I had no idea (no idea)
Pull up in the hurricane somebody call the FEMA (splash)
Yoppa on me going 90 had to speed up (had to speed up)
Choppa on me that bitch singing like Alia (now she singing)
40 poking out I had no idea (no idea)

Ain’t no hurricanes up in my hood, bitch we causin earthquakes
Pull the 40 out my Gucci bag and spray it like its mace
Hoe, don’t catch a case
You don’t really want no fucking problems
Keep the bundles in my Louis dufflebag better quickly off em
Ducking dodging bullets in a ghetto way
My bitch driving, sliding in the broke down bucket mane
I’m out the roof, nostrils filled up with cocaine
Young Montana pushing weight smoking propane
Now take a minute before you run your mouth and say some shit
I got some migos in the truck out with extended clips
They don’t move unless I tell them, so take caution, bitch
From Sinaloa Right to Miami, boy we stay equipped

Pull up, pull up in the hurricane somebody call the FEMA (splash)
Yoppa on me going 90 had to speed up (had to speed up)
Choppa on me that bitch singing like Alia (now she singing)
40 poking out I had no idea (no idea)
Pull up in the hurricane somebody call the FEMA (splash)
Yoppa on me going 90 had to speed up (had to speed up)
Choppa on me that bitch singing like Alia (now she singing)
40 poking out I had no idea (no idea)

Written by:
HABIB SUZ, IVAN RAMIREZ, WILLIAM ALEC SNOW

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