Boujee song by Krillz from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Boujee Meaning
[[Chorus] I don’t know why she’s actin’ boujee, cah all of her ex’s broke (Shut up) It don’t make sense, did a background check she a next up hoe (Allow It) No, you can’t come to the crib, when the parties done get sent back home Next day man’s out tryna get this dough (No cap) Just fam, I ain’t got no friends, you’re testin’ me? Then you’re testin’ bro You’re testin’ bro? Then you’re testin’ me Don’t care if he’s right or wrong, wrong or right I’ll defend my ski (He knows) Ain’t care when I had no bread Now they’re all like ”Do you remember me?”, when the gang pop out like Ecstasy (It’s mad) Can’t lie this one she bad, hair all done with her nails on fleek [Verse] We can’t Netflix and Krillz (No), told her I ain’t tryna be rude I’m up in the booth tryna get me a mil, wait… Let me not cap in my rap, cah I need 10 M’s in my savings still Like come we go see how the haters feel (Let’s see) When we pull up and dem man skeet They can’t be on us I’ll keep it real ”It ain’t like that, he’s a brother to me” Shut up, I ain’t tryna hear that ”He’s been a friend since I was like 3” Shut up, I ain’t tryna hear that She curved me back in ‘019 Now she’s mad that she can’t get near man She can’t fuck with a guy like me so… , [Chorus] I don’t know why she’s actin’ boujee, cah all of her ex’s broke (Shut up) It don’t make sense, did a background check she a next up hoe (Allow It) No, you can’t come to the crib, when the parties done get sent back home Next day man’s out tryna get this dough (No cap) Just fam, I ain’t got no friends, you’re testin’ me? Then you’re testin’ bro You’re testin’ bro? Then you’re testin’ me Don’t care if he’s right or wrong, wrong or right I’ll defend my ski (He knows) Ain’t care when I had no bread Now they’re all like ”Do you remember me?”, when the gang pop out like Ecstasy (It’s mad) Can’t lie this one she bad, hair all done with her nails on fleek] |