Bougie – Lil Durk feat. Meel Mill lyrics

Lyrics Bougie – Lil Durk

Bougie lyrics
When I made it rich I went and bought a Bentley b***h
Walk into Saks Fifth like Give me that and give me this
That is your wednesday crush you know Lil Fish done hit that s**t
You ain’t gotta tell me I know niggas envious
Count the cash while my lil b***h bounce her a*s
Richard Mille cost 150 that is your stash
Popping s**t on Insta that is your past
When we catch you out in traffic just don’t crash
I got a bag I am doing the most you niggas is lame I am the goat
TThey wanted gas I am giving ’em smoke jump off the jet get oon the boat
I am in a yacht I am with a thot she giving me throat
Cut off the top Rolls Royce drop I get ghost
Pull up in a What the f**k was that?
We still throwing supermodels off the back bro
Alley-ooop my b***h to Harden I give her back bro
And you better not send my b***h back with her back broke

First thing on my mind when I wake up is a check
In the trenches with my slimes they be trippin’ off the X
When I’m gone off these drugs I don’t think about my ex
And I ain’t know that ho for long she asked for Audemar Piguet

Oh you want some diamonds you don’t want no bag you’re think you’re bougie huh?
And you don’t want no Fashion Nova you want some Gucci huh?
And when we out I can’t be seen ’cause I don’t know who you fucked
And why she think she playin’ me? This s**t be groupie love
Oh I think I’m bougie
Mike Amiri jeans cost me two Gs
I can’t take her to the crib go get some room keys
Oh I think I’m bougie

Came a long way from the trenches ridin’ CTA
From the chopper to the jet it look like GTA
And they say I won’t be s**t ain’t make my GPA
And I heard his a*s I rat I’m sippin’ T-E-A
I thought you was my B-O-Y but your a*s D-E-A
I used to walk with a .22 inside my Kenzo
Paperwork came back too dirty gotta keep your head low
If he too loud and he too wild then he get paid for
I know some niggas that take your head off for that bankroll
Lawyer money up to my dogs then this case closed
Boy you just start sippin’ we sold him Karo
I popped some X I was geekin’ I DMd J. Lo
Jimmy Kimmel in Chicago pull up late shows
They put Lil’ Vernie in that chair you know he ate those
Niggas jumpin’ d**k to d**k man I hate those
I remember I put a dime inside a Faygo

First thing on my mind when I wake up is a check
In the trenches with my slimes they be trippin’ off the X
When I’m gone off these drugs I don’t think about my ex
And I ain’t know that ho for long she asked for Audemar Piguet

Oh you want some diamonds you don’t want no bag you’re think you’re bougie huh?
And you don’t want no Fashion Nova you want some Gucci huh?
And when we out I can’t be seen ’cause I don’t know who you fucked
And why she think she playin’ me? This s**t be groupie love
Oh I think I’m bougie
Mike Amiri jeans cost me two Gs
I can’t take her to the crib go get some room keys
Oh I think I’m bougieee

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