My Sh*t A Boogie wit da Hoodie

In my bag now, In my bag now
What the fuck is that sound?
What the fuck is that sound?

Brought the MAC out, niggas sat down
I got shit I never had now, I could brag now
Got my bitch a Louis bag now, she could brag now
Bought my bitch a Birkin bag now, she a brat now

Now I'm sitting in the club in a different bag now
Baby, when I pick it up, you gon' put that ass down
Tell 'em you don't give a fuck, baby, spin that ass 'round
Tell the DJ turn it up, what the fuck is that sound?
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and it's always foreign
Yeah, I know she like my style, them other niggas boring
When I pull up it go skrrt-skrrt, that's a foreign

When I pull up on a red light, they don't want it
Yeah, I came up from the mud and my baby know that
Introduced her to my plug now she think she all that
When I first hit her up, no, she nevеr wrote back
Then I saw her at thе club, so I got up on that

Now every time they play this song she say, "This is my shit"
See the flick of my wrist
And I know she know wassup baby this is my shit
See the flick of my wrist