My Shit (Explicit)

My **** (Explicit) - A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

In my bag now in my bag now

What the f**k is that sound

What the f**k is that sound

Brought the MAC out niggas sat down

I got sh*t I never had now I could brag now

Got my b**ch a Louis bag now she could brag now

Bought my b**ch a Birkin bag now she a brat now

Now I'm sittin' in the club in a different bag now

Baby when I pick it up you gon put that a** down

Tell 'em you don't give a f**k baby spin that a** 'round

Tell the DJ turn it up what the f**k is that sound

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and it's always foreign

Yeah I know she like my style them other niggas borin'

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 never wrote back

Then I saw her at the club so I got up on that

Now every time they play this song she say this is my sh*t

See the flick of my wrist

And I know she know wass up baby this is my sh*t

See the flick of my wrist

They know that's my b**ch that's a fact and she stuck with me

When you in my section fill it up when my cup empty

I can't f**k with rats that's a fact that's a dub ni**a

All about my F can't put water over blood ni**a

Trust me it get ugly

If I wasn't gettin' money would you still want me

If I told you I was broke would you start actin' funny

This is all I ever wanted you can't take it from me

Now every time they play this song she say his is my sh*t

See the flick of my wrist

And I know she know wass up baby this is my sh*t

See the flick of my wrist