[Intro: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
(On some other shit, on some other shit)
(Like god-god-god)
(On some other shit, on some other shit)
(Like-Like god damn)
On some other shit, on some other shit
Like god-god-god
On some other-other, on some other (GTA up in the club)

[Verse: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
(God damn)
Ah shit, I'm hot
I love to drop the house and mix and match my socks
Pussy stop, on some other shit like I already popped
City bop, tryna take my plug and I ain't even shot
But he's not, then she asks me why she blocked, uh
All thots get a Kim bag (Yeah)
Lost feelings on a Wednesday (Yeah)
When I flex like you got checks
When you complex with the clickbait (Ooh)
Like why you all in a bitch face?
And even fuck by the fifth day
Fake shit, get the space ship
Now she got you all in her "friend space"
Yeah, that might have me pissed
Couple scams to get me rich (Rich)
Said pick up on your mans
And then we slammin' on yo bitch (Bitch)
Couple grams to get me lit
Fuck a Xan 'cause that ain't shit
Whoa, god damn I'm-
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