BoostJam – Bet Lyrics

Bet – BoostJam Lyrics

Slatt (Ha), eugh (Ha)

Pssh, pssh, pssh (Get it, huh)

I’m YSS, nigga

Pssh, pssh (Get it, uh)

Yeah, okay (Trxp), damn

Slatt, okay (Eugh), slatt

Pop that pussy on me, she pop it like molly

Pop- Pop a pill like I got money on me (Money), that’s just on the set (Guap, cheese)

You- You can’t get inside this party, homie, unless you YSS (He ain’t YSS)

Shootin’ niggas like I’m shootin’ dice, might just make a bet (Let’s make a bet, boy)

He- He said that he fuckin’ with me? No, you not (No, you not)

Damn- Damn, I love the fast shit, might pull off in this NASCAR (NAS’)

Drop some bags in this motherfucker, wanna bang, yeah (Wanna bang, yeah)

She said that she lovin’ my voice, she let me sing, yeah (She like my voice, slatt)

(Pssh, pssh)

(I’m havin’ fame, yeah)

(Pussy nigga, yeah, yeah, eugh)

We too fried in this hoe, we flash, yeah (We fried as fuck)

Sit your lil’ ass down, sucka boy, know you trash, yeah (Know you trash)

I’m messin’ with big booty girls, she got ass, yeah

I’m too fly in here, you know I gotta post up (Slatt)

Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up, huh

You know I get too fly, I been posted with my wings on

Woulda thought I’m in the NBA the way I got these rings on

I’m with my brother Trxp, YSS, you know I’m in my zone

Jason Voorhees on the track, serial killer, better stay at home

Yeah, it’s BoostJam on the track, if you ain’t know the name, then now you know

He tried to sneak up in the skelly club, lil’ bro, you gotta go

That boy got a lil’ motion on the ‘Lab, now he think he the goat

That boy- That boy got a lil’ motion on the ‘Lab, now he think he the go-

Goin’ crazy, boy

What?

Boop-boop-boop