I put my heart in it by Big Boujie Lyrics
Verse1:
Let’s be real
If they say I’m not
The hardest Bitch
They lying
New buss down AP
Yeah I’ll make yo nigga buy it
I’m just honest
I Like being put to the test
Bitch try it
All That fake and flawget shit
I ain’t with
The Authentic Boujie Bitch
All you bitches just pretend
I been knew the rules to the game
So how tf you think i ain't winning
When a Boss bitch in your present
Bitch acknowledge it
Boujie balling na
They ain’t know I had a scholarship
Niggas i don’t even know miss me since I been in a relationship
I said as soon as a real nigga fall in my lap
Dat dat shit is over with
Getting money is a hobby
Its gone come regardless
Idc where you want me to go
My dawg gotta come regardless
We can’t go out sad for none
Call me HUNDRED UPFRONT
I do not play bout money
Ima do more than just stunt
Get yo ass smoked like my blunt
Trapping ain't dead
Gat ma yan ou pe
Another bitch steal from
Me shit
Ima spin a ben
Pull up in a benz
Pull off in a jeep
Bitches wana be Boujie so bad
But bitch got ugly feet
Bitch das yo business
Dat shit ain't got none to do
With me
A bitch gone always
Walk straight
A bitch dont want no smoke with me
Know i smoke like a chimney
Or you smoke you like one
*Laugh*
Talk shit
Chrous:
Ferari srry aston martin
No a bitch can't do no
Walking
Bentley gt with no
Roof
Sho a bitch dat im the truth
Interior red just like suwoo
But my Pockets bangin blues
Titties out on da coupe
Bitches hot cause im kool
On my neck a quarter chicken
Shit You can check the ticket
I fuck with bosses
You fuck w whoever winning
Extorting niggas left n right
My niggas dont do no penny pitching
You niggas be rats n snitches
My nigga just simply get it
Verse2:
Daddy gave me bands
I showed him i can invest
Ima hitchu in da head if
You think bout wearin a vest
We got bales
And dem techs
Dis da city wea bitches
Leave you stress
Niggas leave you stretched
Pay dat bond
Soon as you call me
Collect
He gone flood my neck
Cause ima bad bitch
I can't worry bout shit
But getting mo rich
I put my heart in this shit
Tell me whatchu put in
I know ima leave a mark on
Him cause he fresh out the pen
Big boujie just did dat shit again
And ima keep doing it
I ain't letting up on a bitch
I put my heart in this
Foot on a bitch neck
I been recking shit
My diamonds drooling
They so reckless
Spent a quarter chicken
On my necklace
Let’s be real
If they say I’m not
The hardest Bitch
They lying
New buss down AP
Yeah I’ll make yo nigga buy it
I’m just honest
I Like being put to the test
Bitch try it
All That fake and flawget shit
I ain’t with
The Authentic Boujie Bitch
All you bitches just pretend
I been knew the rules to the game
So how tf you think i ain't winning
When a Boss bitch in your present
Bitch acknowledge it
Boujie balling na
They ain’t know I had a scholarship
Niggas i don’t even know miss me since I been in a relationship
I said as soon as a real nigga fall in my lap
Dat dat shit is over with
Getting money is a hobby
Its gone come regardless
Idc where you want me to go
My dawg gotta come regardless
We can’t go out sad for none
Call me HUNDRED UPFRONT
I do not play bout money
Ima do more than just stunt
Get yo ass smoked like my blunt
Trapping ain't dead
Gat ma yan ou pe
Another bitch steal from
Me shit
Ima spin a ben
Pull up in a benz
Pull off in a jeep
Bitches wana be Boujie so bad
But bitch got ugly feet
Bitch das yo business
Dat shit ain't got none to do
With me
A bitch gone always
Walk straight
A bitch dont want no smoke with me
Know i smoke like a chimney
Or you smoke you like one
*Laugh*
Talk shit
Chrous:
Ferari srry aston martin
No a bitch can't do no
Walking
Bentley gt with no
Roof
Sho a bitch dat im the truth
Interior red just like suwoo
But my Pockets bangin blues
Titties out on da coupe
Bitches hot cause im kool
On my neck a quarter chicken
Shit You can check the ticket
I fuck with bosses
You fuck w whoever winning
Extorting niggas left n right
My niggas dont do no penny pitching
You niggas be rats n snitches
My nigga just simply get it
Verse2:
Daddy gave me bands
I showed him i can invest
Ima hitchu in da head if
You think bout wearin a vest
We got bales
And dem techs
Dis da city wea bitches
Leave you stress
Niggas leave you stretched
Pay dat bond
Soon as you call me
Collect
He gone flood my neck
Cause ima bad bitch
I can't worry bout shit
But getting mo rich
I put my heart in this shit
Tell me whatchu put in
I know ima leave a mark on
Him cause he fresh out the pen
Big boujie just did dat shit again
And ima keep doing it
I ain't letting up on a bitch
I put my heart in this
Foot on a bitch neck
I been recking shit
My diamonds drooling
They so reckless
Spent a quarter chicken
On my necklace