Boot Up Sum

[Intro: Yeat] (Karegi, hahaha) Tryna boot up some, so I boot up some (Ha, ha) I lost every one of my feelings So I take these drugs and go high past the ceiling Yeah [Chorus: Yeat & tana] Devil told me boot up some (Yeah), told me boot up some (Grr) Told me I won't see the sun (Grr), I got too much money (Money) We had too much fun (Fun), we had too many guns (More) My thoughts to the side, I just shrug (Yeah) Every time I ever try to tell my side (Yeah) Every time I thought I [?] Finna hit 7/11, get a double cup for a deuce of Wock' (Wock') I'm tryna slow down, but I'm on the edge, I can't even stop (Yeah, yeah) [Verse: tana] Devil told me boot up some (Yeah, yeah) Off that Wock', had too much fun Me and my twizzy got too much guns You in my way, better move or some' He talk down, we'll shoot that gun We see him and he gon' run We got gas, blow it by the ton In too deep, I can feel the sun You ain't 'bout that life, boy, you ain't 'bout nothing I'ma shoot that stick like three, two, one Nigga tryna be me, you gon' get outdone It was five in your gang, now it's none They say I'ma fall off but it just begun Hollow tips in the stick and you know they torch some And you know me and Yeat tote sticks for the fun (And you know me and Yeat tote sticks for the fun) Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Woah, woah Yeah-yeah, woah, woah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Yeat & tana] Devil told me boot up some (Yeah), told me boot up some (Yeah) Told me I won't see the sun (Yeah), I got too much money (Yeah) We had too much fun, we had too many guns (Woah, woah, woah) My thoughts to the side, I just shrug (Blatt) Every time I ever try to tell my side (Woah, blatt) Every time I thought [?] (Woah) Finna hit 7/11, get a double cup for a deuce of Wock' (Yeah) I'm tryna slow down, but I'm on the edge, I can't even stop [Outro: tana] Uh, uh, yeah Told the rats, "Boot up," just sold a gun Bag, yeah, yeah