Lyrics Poof - Bodega Bamz

Poof

Your shoes nine hunnid?
Um, them shit’s fake
Your watch bling-blingin'?
Um, that shit fake
Your bitch got a fat ass?
Uh, that shit fake
Hm, that’s the truth, then I’m out like poof
Chasing all my dreams, what you mean?
I’ma get this cream
You can tell them bitches «stay,» I’ma tell them niggas «leave»
I’ma need them for myself, waiter, make the order now
Tell me when the bottles come, nigga, put the sparkles out
Chasing all my dreams, what you mean?
I’ma get this cream
You can tell them bitches «stay,» I’ma tell them niggas «leave»
I’ma need them for myself, waiter, make the order now
Tell me when the bottles come, nigga, put the sparkles out
Yeah, I’m still tan, fade still low
Ten grand for each show
I told y’all, you late, hoe
Wave «hi hater» like Maino
My skin still tan and my fade still low
Now I get twenty grand for each show
Can’t forget, told y’all, you late, hoe
Wave «hi hater» like my homie, Maino
I got a fetish for the fashion (Whoa)
I got a badass bitch who got a habit (Whoa)
I need a crib, three stories with a attic (Whoa)
Persian rug 'cause I’m fly like Aladdin (Whoa)
Give a little bit, take a little bit
Live a little bit, only if you got a little bit, what
So make a little bit, do a little bit
Just a little bit
Your shoes nine hunnid?
Um, them shit’s fake
Your watch bling-blingin'?
Um, that shit fake
Your bitch got a fat ass?
Uh, that shit fake
Hm, that’s the truth, then I’m out like poof
Chasing all my dreams, what you mean?
I’ma get this cream
You can tell them bitches «stay,» I’ma tell them niggas «leave»
I’ma need them for myself, waiter, make the order now
Tell me when the bottles come, nigga, put the sparkles out
Chasing all my dreams, what you mean?
I’ma get this cream
You can tell them bitches «stay,» I’ma tell them niggas «leave»
I’ma need them for myself, waiter, make the order now
Tell me when the bottles come, nigga, put the sparkles out
Live this life 'cause I want to
Drive this car 'cause I want to
Fuck my bitch 'cause I want to
Took this flight 'cause I want to
Smoked this weed 'cause I want to
Flipped the bird 'cause I want to
Copped the house 'cause I want to
Spent a mill 'cause I want to
Your shoes nine hunnid?
Um, them shit’s fake
Your watch bling-blingin'?
Um, that shit fake
Your bitch got a fat ass?
Um, that shit fake
Hm, that’s the truth, then I’m out like poof