Big U on the Beat - Fable Lyrics

Go ahead be bougie
U know u got booty
Yea she actin fruity
Course we got the tooly
He aint get it, truly
Now he act unruly
Fo he even knew me
Fo he even knew me
Go ahead be bougie
U know u got booty
Yea she actin fruity
Course we got the tooly
He aint get it, truly
Now he act unruly
Fo he even knew me
Fo he even knew me

Yea that bitch is bad
Now she mad
Wishing she got dick this rad
Tell her pull up to my pad

Mira mira look at me
Lil bitch, ven qui
Ionn wann smoke no tree with you
Yeah we off some beetle juice

Niggas think they funny
All they shit is bummy
Why you tryna front on nashville tennessee
Aint no one care watchu wearing

'Cept these niggas up withchu
Posting up
On the gram
And you think you going ham

Goin ham like a cop car
Imma cop a bitch like rockstar
And you know we going really far really far
Snoozin off a couple xans

Zoomin like an in an out
Had a girl go down on me
Frown on me
Now she wanna doubt on me
Put these on and you will see
We walk in and throw some d's