A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

"Stain"

[Intro: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Go Grizz
Put a stain on a n*gga if he
Squat made the beat
Yeah

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Put a stain on a n*gga if he touch me, yeah
Two hunnid on my neck, ain't gotta tuck it, yeah
They just hatin' 'cause I'm up and b*tches love me, yeah
Remember when we used to wear the Polo rugby
I’m just sayin’, "Why you actin like a ho?" yeah
Get the Draco and the drum and it’s a goat, yeah
All I needed was some paper and some tote, yeah
All it took to get a n*gga smoked, yeah

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
I get money and you don’t, I just did like five platinums in a row
I’m that n*gga, no cappin', I’m a goat
All these n*ggas flow jackin' and I know
And your b*tch layin', yeah, she wanna kick it
YSL wearin' ass n*gga in a Benz seat
And your girlfriend keep plottin' on my wishlist
Have her stuck, yeah, had to stuff her in a frenzy

[Refrain: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Ooh, she love it, f*ckin' and suckin' di*k, yeah
Now she trippin', talkin' 'bout she wanna kiss me
I was busy, I was tryna bum giffies
Split it fifty-fifty with my (Yeah, woah)

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Put a stain on a n*gga if he touch me, yeah (Woah)
Two hunnid on my neck, ain't gotta tuck it, yeah (Woah)
They just hatin' 'cause I'm up and b*tches love me, yeah
Remember when we used to wear the Polo rugby
I’m just sayin’, "Why you actin like a ho?" Yeah (Woah)
Get the Draco and the drum and it’s a goat, yeah
All I needed was some paper and some tote, yeah
All it took to get a n*gga smoked, yeah

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
And you know that's all it take to get a n*gga smoked and that's a fact
I be nuttin' quick like I'm a virgin, when we f*ck, her ass too fat
I had to fly into New Jersey 'cause New York don't like the strap
We make the n*gga front us thirty and we ran off with the sack (Nah, keep going, keep going)
Lil' n*gga, you asked to get it (Ha)
b*tch, I've been the best since a kid in the neighborhood, wasn't playin' tag with n*ggas (Let's go)
I used to hit licks in my whip, had to switch up the plates so the tags was different (Yeah, b*tch)
And I used to f*ck on the sixes and the sevens, now we f*ck the baddest b*tches (Ten)
I'ma go get the bag, I ain't trippin', I ain't into goin' outside with n*ggas (Uh, uh)
And I ain't gon' out sad 'bout a b*tch, I got hoes on my di*k that be tryna harass a n*gga (Yeah)
That lil' n*gga ain't goin' for sh*t, they gon' come with them sticks, we gon' pull up and smash on n*ggas (b*tch)
See the look on my face, think I'm laughin', n*gga?
Last n*gga to play, know what happened, n*gga?
They know I—

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Put a stain on a n*gga if he touch me, yeah
Two hunnid on my neck, ain't gotta tuck it, yeah
They just hatin' 'cause I'm up and b*tches love me, yeah
Remember when we used to wear the Polo rugby
I’m just sayin’, "Why you actin like a ho?" Yeah
Get the Draco and the drum and it’s a goat, yeah
All I needed was some paper and some tote, yeah
All it took to get a n*gga smoked, yeah

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