A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Billie Jean
[Intro]
Won't miss that shit
If you find them, they gon' get that shit
Go Grizz
And I won't miss any of them
Yeah, mmh
Winners Circle
Uh, uh, uh, and uh
Uh, uh-uh, they uh, and uh

[Verse]
Look at my schedule, n***a
My itinerary is lookin' too busy for n***as
But I still fuck with you n***as
Yeah, I swear to God, yeah, I got love for you n***as
Shedded some blood for you n***as
If you think I'm slippin', you buggin', lil' n***a
I stay groupied up, lil' n***a
Fingers twisted up, throwin' up W, n***a
I'm thinkin' ahead of you n***as
All my n***as' cases went federal, n***a
I'm so immaculate, n***a
On my way to the bank, I laugh at you n***as
All my chains on everywhere I fuckin' go
So I keep the ratchet, lil' n***a
Mike Amiri jeans on in my Billie Jean bag
In my bag on you n***as
Put you on a t-shirt, you ain't like that
You don't want static with n***as
She think I'ma keep her
Beat it up bad like I caught a battery, n***a
Blood on my sneakers
Louboutin bag, I'm givin' swag to you n***as
I don't really think they could fucking keep up
I still got respect for you n***as, ah
Shawty wanna kiss me, fuck me, suck me, lick me, love me, ah
Look at my wrist, my drip, my dick, my stick, I get like ah
Shawty gon' stay down, spin around
Get around, come back, just like ooh
But it's okay now, found out
You're just like me and I'm just like you
Ah, ah, ah, I'm just like you
Tryna get my fuckin' bread up
I got drugs on me but I'm blessed up
Gotta keep my fuckin' head up
Diamonds all around the bezel
Hoodie on, feelin' mellow
They hit my n***a in the head, yo
That shit made me wanna let go
(That shit made me wanna let go)
That shit made me wanna let go
That shit made me wanna let go
That shit made me wanna let go
That shit made me wanna let go
That shit made me wanna let go
That shit made me wanna let go
That shit made me wanna let go