Bootup

By Yeat

Released on July 22, 2021

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[Intro: Yeat]

Yeah

Yeah


[Chorus: Yeat]

I'm in love with, with X

I'm in love with booting up

I'm in love with expensive drugs

I'm in love with money

I bought a crib in the Hills

I told my bitch it's for real

Bitch, I'm a junky for pills

I don't give a fuck how you feel

I just been counting all this money every day, bitch, I count dollar bills

I put a Perc' in my Wock', bitch, I'm 'bout to crack the seal, you know that it's real


[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist]

Yeah, she told me that she in love

Sorry, just another dub

Intimacy with the drugs

I just fell in love with the plug

Call me an opp, you get treated like bugs

I popped up right now with the gun in the cut

I'm in Benihana with them chopsticks, just like a pig, I'm in love with the mud

Codeine got me in the stars

She a lil' freak, eat the dick and them balls

I just want Amber Rose, where my lil' bald bitch? I'm a lil' criminal, fuck up the laws

I was in high school, trapping in the hallway, trapping codeine and beans and all

Keep it real player, got Chanel on the drawers

In love with the lean, but I hate the withdrawals


[Chorus: Yeat]

I'm in love with, with X

I'm in love with booting up

I'm in love with expensive drugs

I'm in love with money

I bought a crib in the Hills

I told my bitch it's for real

Bitch, I'm a junky for pills

I don't give a fuck how you feel

I just been counting all this money every day, bitch, I count dollar bills

I put a Perc' in my Wock', bitch, I'm 'bout to crack the seal, you know that it's real


[Verse 2: Yeat]

I just woke up with a Yves Saint Laurent bag, yeah, with a whole lot of guap in it

I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed, but my bitch 'bout pull up, suck all of it

All of my twizzies so rich, yeah, goddamn

My mood depend on my money

Yeah, I've been on Percs, I'm a junkie

I've been opiates, don't do the Xans

Got in the GLE truck when I land

I almost died off the Percs and the X and I told my lil' doctor, "I'd do it again"

I got these Rick Owens pants, they got five pockets, I'm filling them up with the bands

Bitch, I got rich by myself, fuck a deal, bitch, I don't need no advance


[Chorus: Yeat]

I'm in love with, with X

I'm in love with booting up

I'm in love with expensive drugs

I'm in love with money

I bought a crib in the Hills

I told my bitch it's for real

Bitch, I'm a junky for pills

I don't give a fuck how you feel

I just been counting all this money every day, bitch, I count dollar bills

I put a Perc' in my Wock', bitch, I'm 'bout to crack the seal, you know that it's real