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A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Glasses [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Damil Coste
Damil Coste
Songwriter
Jabari Voss
Jabari Voss
Songwriter
Joseph Zoumboulias
Joseph Zoumboulias
Songwriter
Morgan O'connor
Morgan O'connor
Songwriter
Willi Skeating
Willi Skeating
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Morgan O'connor
Morgan O'connor
Producer
Willi Skeating
Willi Skeating
Producer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Frank Holland
Frank Holland
Assistant Recording Engineer
Johnny Ayoub
Johnny Ayoub
Assistant Recording Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Alex Estevez
Alex Estevez
Mixing Engineer
DLo On The Beat
DLo On The Beat
Producer
Jabarionthebeat
Jabarionthebeat
Producer
JoeFromYO
JoeFromYO
Producer

Lyrics

Cartier glasses on I told you, I want you to see this I go Danny Phantom on 'em Touch down on the weekend She's takin' her panties off Don't even listen to me Up off a Adderall They must've thought I was asleep Don't worry, I'm back at it, told her look back at it Throwin' that ass like you mean it Don't listen to rumors I know you do this I know it's real when I see it They only be chattin' whenever the story is accurate I'll leave it up to my savages I gotta watch every rapper, so I got another eye tatted I do not wanna collaborate I want a baddie to be on me, baddies on baddies These niggas be actin suspicious Got a Richard that cost more than the crib that you live in Don't say Boogieman in the mirror Gotta understand money do not make you realer I just love how them blue faces feel When it come to love, I don't know who's fake or real anymore When I was young used to steal Mom always say she don't know who I am anymore Montana got caught selling crills Told him, he don't gotta be in the field anymore Then I started poppin' these pills Numbin' up my body, I don't feel pain anymore And I'm whippin' the double R With my hoodie on, I don't wanna feel rain anymore I keep one in the head, it's already loaded All this water on me, I got holy, holy You got drip in your closet, you probably stole it Got a foreign, it's new and I hardly drove it Niggas act like they writin' they shit Talkin' 'bout it's a hit but it ain't 'cause nobody knowin' Niggas talkin' like they wanted smoke When they see me in person, they playin', nobody jokin' I could walk in the spot like I'm broke And they still gonna fuck 'cause they know that my pockets swollen Not a killer but nigga don't push me I stay with a stick, if I got it, it's probably loaded Every time we go get on a jet We got luxury luggage, at Louis Vuitton we rollin' And I told her instead of the headaches Can you give me head? 'Cause this pills ain't no Tylenol Cartier glasses on I told you, I want you to see this Go Danny Phantom on 'em Touch down on the weekend Takin' her panties off She don't even listen to me Up off a Adderall They must've thought I was asleep Don't worry, I'm back at it, told her look back at it Throwin' that ass like you mean it I'm done with the rumors I know you do this I know it's real when I see it They only be chattin' whenever the story is accurate, I'll leave it up to my savages Gotta watch rappers 'cause niggas be movin' so backwards Like Michael Jackson all day when he moonwalkin' Don't wait for me to be a holographic on stage, say it while I'm here talkin' I won't listen to when they say, "I got you", anymore, trust me, my nigga, I got it Don't promise me and say wallahi anymore, I told you that's childish My chain got me goin' to hockey games when I'm bored, it get that icy It took a million dollars and a couple foreign cars to get you to like me Took my heart out my chest and I put it on my arm, and now you got it You said you wanna take my dick with you back home but I said you wildin' Cartier glasses on I told you, I want you to see this I go Danny Phantom on 'em Touch down on the weekend Takin' her panties off Don't even listen to me Up off a Adderall They must've thought I was asleep Don't worry, I'm back at it, told her look back at it Throwin' that ass like you mean it Don't listen to rumors I know you do this I know it's real when I see it They only be chattin' whenever the story is accurate, I'll leave it up to my savages I gotta watch every rapper, I got another eye tatted
Writer(s): Artist Dubose, Jabari Voss, Joseph Zoumboulias, Morgan O Connor, Damil Coste, Willi Skeating Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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