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Boot Up
Hip-Hop/Rap
Boot Up was released on July 31, 2025 by MAX GANG MUSIC LLC as a part of the album RIZZY
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AlbumRIZZY
Release DateJuly 31, 2025
LabelMAX GANG MUSIC LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rawh
Rawh
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JAQUAN LEE GARDNER
JAQUAN LEE GARDNER
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rawh
Rawh
Engineer

Lyrics

Come off the top and I kill shit Can't fuck her if she not a real bitch
Shorty on her cycle, I still hit it, Got duffel bags full of real bricks
Walk up in the trap, semi-automatics, I'll smoke a **** like a bag of cabbage
Off dem drugs and I'm still numb, Got shorty suckin' up my precum'
Fuck the bags up, fuck them tags up, Fuck the gas up, fuck your ass up
She show me her V but she takin' an L, I call it bad luck
Poppin' the Perk, and the vibe just hit me just like a Mack truck
Bro got the Blicks, now we steppin' in shit like we at a dog park
I'm with gorillas and lions, hyenas, just like it's Noah's Ark
Baby you feenin', come suck on this semen, she top me like the charts
I pay the bag, your head get smacked with a bag
I got them killers on dummy, they catchin' the stripes like it's plaid
Got a bad bitch, with a bad bitch, they far from average
Came up from a hittin' them stains on the zadi', it got my cash thick
Got the majic stick, and it go poof, it do hat tricks
**** got shot in the front of his face and he did a backflip
Crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, the world is crazy
She a deadbeat, now she killin' the baby, she should've jus ate me
Big drugs fuck the mood up, Like a window PC, we gon' boot up
Boot it up, We gon' boot it up, we gon' boot it up
I just pulled up with the gang, now we poppin' chains
He want some clout for the fame, make his brain hang
Shorty a freaky lil' bitch, I ain't talkin' bout Zane
Finna get high like a plane, bitch, I'm high than a crane
Got a bed of money and we fuckin' on it
Mini Drac, it got a button on it
Pussy fat, jus like a muffin on it
And she sent a snap while she was touchin' on it
**** don't pull up on after hours, we gon' shoot your car
Hop in the booth and I tune it up just like a new guitar
She goin', she suckin' my muhfuckin' dick till her throat hurt
Bend dat bitch over, went deep in that hoe, I was soul searchin
She tryna find the key to my heart, left that shit in a maze
He tryna blend in with the gang, but he know he ain't made
I was trappin' for these bags and i went insane
You know my drip, it's insane, I'm fly with a chop like a Drac on a plane
Bitch, you know you better not lie to me, I can lie harder
Tryna be me, bitch try harder, I'm tryna hit the lean bar up
Where they don't pour shots, they just pour lines up
These ****, they snitches, you gotta remind us
Call up my barber, stack for the line up
And we be trappin' these drugs in the Lotus
We fill your head up with lead and explode it
I move around wit dem cobras,
Shorty, slimey, what we told you
Crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, the world is crazy
She a deadbeat, now she killin' the baby, she should've jus ate me
Big drugs fuck the mood up, Like a window PC, we gon' boot up
Boot it up, We gon' boot it up, we gon' boot it up
Rawh dawg, Rizzy
It's Rizzy, ****, Max 400, this shit, man, this shit don't stop
We just gettin' started, bitch
Written by: JAQUAN LEE GARDNER
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