A Boogie wit da Hoodie의 상위 곡
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Andrej Marko
송라이터
Artist Julius Dubose
송라이터
Bryan Christopher Williams
송라이터
Demetrius Bell
송라이터
Devonte Richmond
송라이터
Dwayne Carter Jr.
송라이터
Jeremiah Lordan
송라이터
Jermaine Preyan
송라이터
L. Seymour
송라이터
Marcus Boyd
송라이터
Nasir Jones
송라이터
Noel Fisher
송라이터
Salaam Remi
송라이터
Rick Cunningham
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Joe LaPorta
마스터링 엔지니어
AJ Ruined My Record
믹싱 엔지니어
Andyr
프로듀서
Dj Bandz
프로듀서
Magic
프로듀서
가사
(It's not magic, but it looks magical)
(DJ Bands, aw, man)
Uh, na-na, na-na
They shootin', I made you look
312 in Montana, I just paid they books
Highbridge the neighborhood, but we the label, look
Started off with too much money, we was labeled crooks
Look, they wanna see me just crash
My Glock holds 17, give me a reason to blast
I'm not your typical nigga to turn to a rat
I'm not gon' eat the cheese, that ain't a part of my craft
The Glock loaded, I'm focused, I'm gon' expose it, I'm not trollin'
Mad love for my gang, they my bros, yeah
Guarantee to pass it to me if I'm open
My dawgs, my bros, they get down like war
Paint the scene red, once you get that green light, go
My soldiers, wipe your nose, yeah (wipe your nose, yeah)
Make a nigga big mama touch her toes, yeah (woo)
Ride my wave, yeah, like the surf, yeah
Maybach, smokin' dope behind the curtains
You're not loyal, I'm not perfect (I'm not perfect)
I'm not for you, you're not Birkin (you're not Birkin)
Let a nigga play, I send him up to Virgil
Off-White shit fly, okay, I heard you
Credit card unlimited, I wanna splurge on you
Hit it in my car and I can still smell the perfume
I don't wanna be uncertain, I was a dog on a leash, until you heard me
I wish I knew I'd make 30 M's before 30
Tryna make it out, niggas in the skreet tried to murk me
Put the cotton blue on the Lamborghini, no Murciélago
I'm in a Bentley stayin' ten toes 'til my time go, I don't know who shot you's
But you think I know 'cause you know how my block do (know how my block do)
They shootin', I made you look
Biggest rapper in New York, yeah, I made the books
Workin' even though I'm splurgin', no vacations took
Workin' even though I'm splurgin', ain't I?
You like money more than you like me, ain't it?
You think you so loyal, you know I'm rich, so I'm invited, ain't I?
Must be an artist, all the blocks we painted (artist, all the blocks)
Steppin' on shit like we rollerskatin' (I been on shit lately)
Look, I can never make a bitch my wife if she know I'm famous
She want my love just to leave with half the shit it came with
I know I'm wrong most of times, can you teach me how to
How to love, 'cause just fuckin' with these treeshes ain't it?
You had a lotta crooks tryna steal your heart
They just wanted to fuck, couldn't never figure out
How to love, but you still wanna see me in it
Tell me how really you feel, girl, all you gotta do is say it (look)
They shootin', I made you look
Biggest rapper in New York, yeah, I made the books
Workin' even though I'm out splurgin', no vacations took
Workin' even though I'm out splurgin', ain't I?
I'm tryin', I've been tryin' the whole time
I never not been tryin'
You know when y'all think I'm not doin' shit
I'm tryin' shit behind the scenes
Writer(s): Devonte Richmond, Demetrius Bell, Artist Julius Dubose, Bryan Williams, Salaam Remi, Andrej Marko, Dwayne Michael Carter Jr, N. Jones, Jeremiah Lordan, Lanelle Seymour, Lamar Seymour, Noel Fisher, Jermaine Preyan, Marcus Boyd, Rick Cunningham
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