[Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Money sprung, money sprung

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Fuck it, I'm back with another one
Fuck it up and do another one
My niggas do not shoot dirty guns
Shoot it up and get another one
I keep on counting them hundreds up
I think I'm falling in love with 'em
I keep on counting them hundreds my nigga
I think that I'm money sprung
Money sprung, money sprung
My nigga, I think I'm money sprung
Money sprung, money sprung
My nigga, I think I'm money sprung
I keep on counting them hundreds up
I think I'm falling in love with 'em
I keep on counting them hundreds my nigga
I think that I'm money sprung

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Track after track and another one
Know that's a hit, they can't fuck with 'em
Nigga, you don't gotta like me to understand where I'm coming from
I know you would eat it, what's up
Come chew on the dick like a bubble gum
Told herself to be the plug
Now everybody wanna fuck with her
Everybody need love, everybody need drugs
Nobody wanna be a dub
Every fit I put on probably cost me like a dub
I'm way too up, they can't keep up, yeah, yeah
I'm way too stuffed, I faced two cups, yeah, yeah
My new chain it look like a puck
My nigga, I'm icy as fuck, yeah, yeah
I feel like the King of New York
My jeweler is better than yours, yeah, yeah
A hundred sitting on my neck
Another hundred on the arm, yeah, yeah
I put the city on my back
How can I ever go wrong? Yeah, yeah
I don't need no groupie love
Go holla at my nigga Don (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put my number in your phone
Just DM me if it was wrong (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told her my name is Artist
Now she wanna call me Arty
Telling me about a party, told her, "I'm the one performing"
Fuck it up before the party started
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