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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Austin Powerz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Austin Schindler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Austin Powerz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I just wanna stack dough, count more, I don't know ****
You ain't my bro, you a hoe so you just don't get it
Bitches really tripping, if you looking for a check go get it
Bitch, I'm the wrong ****
You fucking with the wrong ****
I'm the wrong ****
You fucking with the wrong ****
I'm the wrong wrong ****
[Verse 2]
Here's a couple words for you just in case you really don't get it
I can scoop any bitch I want but I wasn't gon' sweat it
Write me every minute wondering if I'm gon' be there already
I put it in a song cause I couldn't fit it all in one message
So I know she gon' get it, I know she gon' get it
I don't put my time into the bitches they be tripping
I bet they wish they can all get me
I make you feel so special, I know this already
I know I'm fucked up but it's still fucked up how it happened, now you gone, baby
I, treated you so wrong baby, now how can we get along, baby
I can't help it I've been selfish I know I was wrong, baby
What the fuck was you expecting, I'm moving on now, baby
I did what I did, now I gotta move on 'cause I feel like you just gon' play me
[Verse 3]
I just wanna stack dough, count more, I don't know ****
You ain't my bro, you a hoe so you just don't get it
Bitches really tripping, if you looking for a check go get it
Bitch, I'm the wrong ****
You fucking with the wrong ****
I'm the wrong ****
You fucking with the wrong ****
I'm the wrong wrong ****
[Verse 4]
Don't cross the line tryna line me
Dumb **** lost his mind while he was thinking 'bout it
I wrote every single song, don't try to copy
Fuck a **** baby moms for tryna plagiarize me
My ex bitch so bad that she ain't around me
My ex bitch so mad, made a mistake about me
I know you probably can't sleep, you couldn't lay without me
Oh it's so so sad that you ain't around me
Can't believe I really made a whole tape about you
I made a song just to let you know I think about you
I don't even drink but everyday I drink about you
But, nowadays I don't give a fuck about you
Now I got a baddie sitting up in my coupe
Married to the money motherfucker "I do"
I'm rocking Buscemi even though I like Loubs
So you gotta use a key to walk in my shoes
They tryna keep up like the fuck do I do
Keeping it 100 like 50 times 2
[Verse 5]
I was the wrong ****, wrong, wrong
Fucking with the wrong ****
Wrong, wrong wrong
Wrong ****, wrong ****
Wrong ****, wrong ****
Wrong ****, wrong ****, wrong ****
Yeah, I'm the wrong ****, wrong ****, wrong ****
I'm the wrong ****
Written by: Artist Julius Dubose, Austin William Schindler