Matty Cakes, Chloe Coyote - Booty Lyrics

Matt attack, King Cobra
Silk skin covered in jojoba
Cook em up, I don't use canola
Got ya boy hard and he bent over
Got his girlfriend too, make Lisa moan, uh
Blowing pussy bubbles while I tease the scrotum
Sip sip sip juice, mix mimosas
Putting in work, I exceed the quota
Like tapioca, sweet little bitch til you fuck me over
Cold hearted witch and I'm bipolar
I'm on fire but my jewelry frozen
It's ISebrrrg Betty need a damn Ricola
Got Bvlgari on my body, know you smell the aroma
And I birthed you hoes now I push the stroller
Blvckwitch, that bitch be a title holder
I'm a thought provoker with no disclosure
And my 6' 4" soldier gon flash the holster
You on less bitch, papilloma
Krakatoa, this Kraken's ocean
Call up OSHA, breaking regulations
Black magick give em revelations
I don't trust a fake bitch or simulations
I manipulate em every situation
Got my eye on you nameless quick replacements
Birds eye view on slick surveillance
I claims this shit, ya'll are variations now make your payments to the proper cases
I'm your favorite, Benji faces coming out my ass
So I sit on cakes, Superman so I been on capes
Houseboat parties, so I shit on lakes, ha ha ha ha ha ha
Booty, booty, booty, ha, booty
Booty, booty, booty, booty, booty
Ay, booty booty booty, booty booty booty, booty booty booty
Booty, booty, booty, booty booty booty
Booty, booty, ayy, booty
Free P triple X, O G
You girls know you can't ball without me
Allstar always, I'll call out the team
Have a bitch cut, I ain't talking triple beams
Chloe one hunnit, Chloe be up on it
Woke up like this, Chloe in the morning
Chloe when the sun up, Chloe go all Summer now
Chloe aint got time for a nigga with no money
Sayin that you know me, save it for a homie,
Save it for a copy, Chloe got that body
You know where to find me, killa in the street
Leave a nigga body, no one even saw me
You ain't gotta explain yourself to me
To me, I don't need to hear them stories
Stories, they're just boring, yaaaahhh
You're ghost to me, get close to me
You get to see what's hiding inside of my Louis V
You little boys to me, this a noisy thing,
It go.. bang bang on a bad day ahhh
Crack fiends head back east
Backwoods in the backstreets
SD's on the fuckin scene
So-Cal so they fucks with me
More salad please, more butter
Always down and you know I turn up
Deep squats make the booty drop
Fuck that bitch, make the pussy pop
Awh, booty, booty, booty, booty
Booty booty booty, booty booty booty
Booty booty booty, booty booty booty
Booty, booty, booty, booty uh

Matt attack, King Cobra
Silk skin covered in jojoba
Cook em up, I don't use canola
Got ya boy hard and he bent over
Got his girlfriend too, make Lisa moan, uh
Blowing pussy bubbles while I tease the scrotum
Sip sip sip juice, mix mimosas
Putting in work, I exceed the quota
Like tapioca, sweet little bitch til you fuck me over
Cold hearted witch and I'm bipolar
I'm on fire but my jewelry frozen
It's ISebrrrg Betty need a damn Ricola
Got Bvlgari on my body, know you smell the aroma
And I birthed you hoes now I push the stroller
Blvckwitch, that bitch be a title holder
I'm a thought provoker with no disclosure
And my 6' 4" soldier gon flash the holster
You on less bitch, papilloma
Krakatoa, this Kraken's ocean
Call up OSHA, breaking regulations
Black magick give em revelations
I don't trust a fake bitch or simulations
I manipulate em every situation
Got my eye on you nameless quick replacements
Birds eye view on slick surveillance
I claims this shit, ya'll are variations now make your payments to the proper cases
I'm your favorite, Benji faces coming out my ass
So I sit on cakes, Superman so I been on capes
Houseboat parties, so I shit on lakes, ha ha ha ha ha ha
Booty, booty, booty, ha, booty
Booty, booty, booty, booty, booty
Ay, booty booty booty, booty booty booty, booty booty booty
Booty, booty, booty, booty booty booty
Booty, booty, ayy, booty
Free P triple X, O G
You girls know you can't ball without me
Allstar always, I'll call out the team
Have a bitch cut, I ain't talking triple beams
Chloe one hunnit, Chloe be up on it
Woke up like this, Chloe in the morning
Chloe when the sun up, Chloe go all Summer now
Chloe aint got time for a nigga with no money
Sayin that you know me, save it for a homie,
Save it for a copy, Chloe got that body
You know where to find me, killa in the street
Leave a nigga body, no one even saw me
You ain't gotta explain yourself to me
To me, I don't need to hear them stories
Stories, they're just boring, yaaaahhh
You're ghost to me, get close to me
You get to see what's hiding inside of my Louis V
You little boys to me, this a noisy thing,
It go.. bang bang on a bad day ahhh
Crack fiends head back east
Backwoods in the backstreets
SD's on the fuckin scene
So-Cal so they fucks with me
More salad please, more butter
Always down and you know I turn up
Deep squats make the booty drop
Fuck that bitch, make the pussy pop
Awh, booty, booty, booty, booty
Booty booty booty, booty booty booty
Booty booty booty, booty booty booty
Booty, booty, booty, booty uh