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A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Jamz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Darling Hernandez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamz
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I seen a lotta bitches get slid in and make me not want to be faithful to bitches
I did a lotta fucked up shit and I know I was wrong but just pray for a ****
I look up at Quo
I wish I could look at my bro, but now he keep a angel with ****
Beastie, you know
I'm going in on these ****
I am not playing with ****
[Verse 2]
If I gotta go
I know that the rest of my **** is gonna put pain on them ****
I already know
Nothin' to say to them ****
Just let it rain on them ****
Just let it go
Go ahead and call me, lil' ****
I be with them caseload ****
I fuck with my bros
I won't switch up on my ****
I show love to all of my ****
[Verse 3]
Can I come back from what happened last night?
I need good vibes, don't you give me bad vibes
Enemies that turned into my allies
I think I would die before I switched sides
[Verse 4]
I went to war with ****, but we used to be friends, though
You was my ****
I wish the best for you even though you want me dead, though
Melody need me
She gotta see me on TV, no, ****, I can't go
I wasn't with it
I had to get it with **** that thought I was scared, though
[Verse 5]
Bitches be all on my dick, but they never would notice me if I was dead, bro
I used to be posted up right on that strip with a stick
I was just like a scarecrow
Sosa was with me, he had a strap on him
You woulda thought it was Velcro
I was on fifty when **** was giving out a buck fifty for dead codes
[Verse 6]
I had to grip it when they tried to catch me slipping
****, I was like, hell no
I move a millie
I keep some gang members with me in every damn show
Up in my city
I keep a heater around 'cause I know how it gets cold
Bitches be tricky
I know that I can never put my trust in a damn ho
[Verse 7]
I seen a lotta bitches get slid in and make me not want to be faithful to bitches
I did a lotta fucked up shit and I know I was wrong, but just pray for a ****
I look up at Quo
I wish I could look at my bro, but now he keep a angel with ****
Beastie, you know
I'm going in on these ****
I am not playing with ****
[Verse 8]
If I gotta go
The rest of my **** is gonna put pain on them ****
Let it rain on them ****
[Verse 9]
I could've went plain on a Patek, but I had to flood it, though
I could've put S size on a Cuban, but I'm getting money, though
I gotta stay to myself
**** say that they gon' do shit but, ****, I never know
I got a H on my belt and the band don't come with it, I gotta be color, though
[Verse 10]
VVS's on my chain, VVS's on me looking so colorful
VVS's on my ring, VVS's on the plane so colorful
Mike Amiri Billie Jean, red bottoms on the stage
I fuck it up
Driving 488s
Used to have to take the train, but fuck it, though
[Verse 11]
Big safe, big face, big wraith, not above big things
Big bank take lil' bank, ****, but I be in big banks
Young MJ from where the Knicks play
Pull up with six rings
Ice on my arm like my wrist sprained
So many hoes, I forget names
[Verse 12]
I seen a lotta bitches get slid in and make me not want to be faithful to bitches
I did a lotta fucked up shit and I know I was wrong, but just pray for a ****
I look up at Quo
I wish I could look at my bro, but now he keep a angel with ****
Beastie, you know
I'm going in on these ****
I am not playing with ****
[Verse 13]
If I gotta go
The rest of my **** is gonna put pain on them ****
Let it rain on them ****
Written by: Artist Julius Dubose, Darling Hernandez