I Told You (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

How old is your daughter? She's seven

Wow, okay, she- I mean she's big, she's up there

Yeah, she know what time it is

Do she hear the records? She's at that age where she hear the records

I think her favorite artist is A Boogie

She know all his songs, like when I be talking to her, all she do is play A Boogie

Ness on the beat

I told you, you was gon' regret it

Yeah

Ha, ha

Told you, told you, I told you

You shoulda just listen, I told you

You left me on seen when I wrote you

Bitch, you gon' make me expose you

Don't front on a **** that know you

You doubted me from the beginning

So I had to really go get it and show you

Go get it and show you, it's deeper than music

You really didn't think I would do it back when I was local

You shoulda just listened to me when I said it

Look at your face, now you regret it

I wake up every morning and go get it

I know you hated how I never sweated you

I came up in a second

Jumpman on me, they couldn't check 'em

Hypeman on the stage with the weapon

100 thousand worth of Louis and credit

You shoulda just listened to me when I said it

I never responded to you but I read it

I got a bunch of diamonds on my necklace

I got a 100 thousand on my debit

You was supposed to be with me just countin' up

But you wasn't down enough

I'm drippin' my jewelry is fountained up

Options of bitches, I get 'em and pile 'em up

All my **** want the same shit

That's what they who I came with

If I tell you how my day went

You're probably change who you hang with

I like money conversations

Nothing else really make sense

I like money conversations

Let's go and rob a bank then

Let's go and rob a bank

My money no limit, I might go and buy a tank

Hop out in designer minks, my pinky ring bigger than Shabba Ranks

All of the dirt we was doin', the work was movin'

Like what would my mama think

If she had seen all that left over residue stuck on the plate that's behind the safe

Now I give a fuck what your honor think

I walk in the court with a pint of drink

To pay your ticket on some petty shit

Two-fifty in cash on some Fetty shit

Now where was you when I had hunger pains

Because of fame or love has changed

I'm twisted, I'm sippin' on muddy rain

Got me takin' these drugs tryna numb the pain

You shoulda just listened to me when I said it

Look at your face, now you regret it

I wake up every morning and go get it

I know you hated how I never sweated you

I came up in a second

Jumpman on me, they couldn't check 'em

Hypeman on the stage with the weapon

100 thousand worth of Louis and credit

You shoulda just listened to me when I said it

I never responded to you but I read it

I got a bunch of diamonds on my necklace

I got a 100 thousand on my debit

You was supposed to be with me just countin' up

But you wasn't down enough

I'm drippin' my jewelry is fountained up

Options of bitches, I get 'em and pile 'em up

Can't waste no time with these hoes nowadays

'Cause they always comin' with they hand out

I asked for the number, you curved me

But the bitch was quick to give her 'gram out

But you come to my section

You drinkin' my bottles and you was quick to pull your cam' out

That's why I'm quick to pull the Lamb' out

Got 'em falling for me 'cause I stand out

If it get cold, it's aight

We could get low and switch coast on a flight, yeah, yeah

You turn a hoe to a wife, I turn a wife to a hoe for the night, yeah

Lil' **** got me started up

I promise they ain't goin' hard enough

You gon' make me go and load the Carbon up

Leave these bullet holes in the party bus

Private jet gettin' chartered up

Choppas on me, boy, I'm Harley'd up

Couple thousands, boy, you hardly up

I could spend that when I go and hit Barney's up

It takes a risk just to pay the rent

I could pay the stripper and then make it flip

Take a trip with no 8%, in my latest whip making haters sick

I jump in the Wraith and I make a wish

They squintin' they eyes when I wave the wrist

My chain, my ring, and my bracelet

So there ain't no need for the flash when I take a pic

30 thousand keep the collar froze

Gotta stay away from outta pocket hoes

Yea, they watchin' plottin' on your pot of gold

I can't even knock 'em, I know how it go

You shoulda just listen, I told you

You left me on seen when I wrote you

Bitch, you gon' make me expose you

Don't front on a **** that know you

You doubted me from the beginning

So I had to really go get it and show you

It's deeper than music

You really didn't think I would do it back when I was local

You shoulda just listened to me when I said it

I never responded to you but I read it

I wake up every morning and go get it

I got a 100 thousand on my debit

You was supposed to be with me just countin' up

But you wasn't down enough

I'm drippin' my jewelry is fountained up

Options of bitches, I get 'em and pile 'em up

You shoulda just listen, I told you