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A Boogie wit da Hoodie

Artist Julius Dubose (born December 6, 1995), better known by his stage name A Boogie wit da Hoodie (or simply A Boogie), is an American rapper, singer, and songwriter. He is signed to Highbridge the Label and Atlantic Records. He is best known for his song "Drowning", which peaked at #38 on the Billboard Hot 100. The song became the lead single for his debut album, The Bigger Artist. more »

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Two-fifty on the dash, so they probably miss me (huh)
How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh)
Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look
Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah
F*ck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah
Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
It's okay, you'll be okay

She know it ain't no talkin', no, she want 'em, I got 'em
My baby don't want for nothin', even though I got money, she grindin'
Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches
Ain't switch up at all, same shawty since rappin'
She ain't gotta call, keys to the apartment, sanction
My bougie baddie, they don't even get to thank you, uh
That's why she shock 'em when I'm doin', uh

Two-fifty on the dash, so they probably miss me (huh)
How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Huh)
Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look
Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah
F*ck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah
Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
It's okay, you'll be okay

Uh, you know how I'm comin', it ain't trickin' if you got it
You can use my budget
And I promise I won't finish until you start cummin'
You can use my love, after you use my number
You can lose my number
She rock Mike Amiris, so you know I fucked her
Rockin' fly shit only, she get all that from me
Yeah, her Monclerc furry, Louis V her luggage
Showin' off in public, yeah, I love it

Two-fifty on the dash, so you probably miss me (Look)
How can you catch up to me, you in a six-speed? (Look)
Trust me you ain't gotta worry 'bout no taxi, look
Wide body, Hellcat with the red key, yeah
F*ck the Honda Civic, baby, get the Bentley, yeah
Before we ever fucked, used to call you my bestie
Would you rather Fashion Nova or Givenchy?
It's okay, you'll be okay

She know it ain't no talkin', no, she want 'em, I got 'em
My baby don't want for nothin', even though I got money, she grindin'
Let her count the backends and then we spend it on watches
Ain't switch up at all, same shawty since rappin'
She ain't gotta call, keys to the apartment, sanction
My bougie baddie, they don't even get to thank you, uh
That's why she shock 'em when I'm doin', uh

Oh
Oh, yeah, yeah-yeah
No
No, no

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