Lirik Lagu Bleed - A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
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I don't need love, that shit is so, so pettyDon't you go tweet about it, we could speak about itIf you really, really with meGrowin' up bein' in the gas stations, in the CVSs, gettin' gifiesYeah, and if you really my niggaWord to mother, we gon' split it fifty-fiftyYeah, they call me a SoundCloud boyThey stealin' my sound now, boyI feel like I'm really the king of my cityI got the crown now, boyTwo .38's on the side of me, lookin' like a cowboy, yeahNiggas be actin' like bitches, I might as well just call you tomboysDon't play with me, .38 on me and I'm feelin' so, so special
Niggas is lucky I'm busy gettin' money'Cause I really could've left youPull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scaryI prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike AmiriYeah, beasties, they lurk in the bushesNow when I open my eyes, I look in the skyHopin' I make it to heavenYou can have family ties, the rest gotta dieYou can still be a dub if you tellin'And even if it was my cousin, it is a dubFuck it, just knock off his melon
I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so pettyDon't you go tweet about it, we could speak about itIf you really, really with mePull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scaryI prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
Heard they wanna catch me lackin', oh, please (oh, please)Yeah, they don't know I'm really ODNiggas rattin', eatin' on cheeseJust free the real until they all freeHoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh, uhRichard Mille made my wrist bleed, mm-mmLamborghini car keys, vroom, vroomI don't know why they actin' like they G'd up, hm-mmWipe a nigga nose like he sneeze, uh-huh-uhGo to Elliot for Aquafina, huh-uhChain lookin' like a hockey puck, huhLike a freezer, huh
You told me never say neverThen you told me you would never get me set up (yeah)But love is a set up alreadyShould've said, "I love you, " to a BentleyAll them niggas that ain't even graduateCan't leave the country, they feeling so readyBut fuck it, at least they know betterAny nigga could tell 'em, no tellin'I done seen niggas tell on they brotherThem niggas was there for you when you were strugglin'I done seen niggas love on they bitchAnd go kiss her and hug her right after she suckin' dickAnd you gotta watch out for niggas that's watchin' your moneyWatch who you get money withAnd don't you compete with your own gangNo, don't you go be on no funny shit'Cause niggas will tell on they whole gang'Cause they was jealous, so jealous, yeahI was addicted to Balmain, I did every Amiri denim (yeah)I'm not a regular person, I threw away all my MargielasGot a closet with nothing but fly shitTrendsetter from my hat to my sweater, yeah, yeah
I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so pettyDon't you go tweet about it we could speak about itIf you really, really with mePull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scaryI prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike AmiriHoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh, uhRichard Mille made my wrist bleed, mm-mmLamborghini car keys, vroom vroom
Niggas is lucky I'm busy gettin' money'Cause I really could've left youPull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scaryI prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike AmiriYeah, beasties, they lurk in the bushesNow when I open my eyes, I look in the skyHopin' I make it to heavenYou can have family ties, the rest gotta dieYou can still be a dub if you tellin'And even if it was my cousin, it is a dubFuck it, just knock off his melon
I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so pettyDon't you go tweet about it, we could speak about itIf you really, really with mePull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scaryI prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri
Heard they wanna catch me lackin', oh, please (oh, please)Yeah, they don't know I'm really ODNiggas rattin', eatin' on cheeseJust free the real until they all freeHoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh, uhRichard Mille made my wrist bleed, mm-mmLamborghini car keys, vroom, vroomI don't know why they actin' like they G'd up, hm-mmWipe a nigga nose like he sneeze, uh-huh-uhGo to Elliot for Aquafina, huh-uhChain lookin' like a hockey puck, huhLike a freezer, huh
You told me never say neverThen you told me you would never get me set up (yeah)But love is a set up alreadyShould've said, "I love you, " to a BentleyAll them niggas that ain't even graduateCan't leave the country, they feeling so readyBut fuck it, at least they know betterAny nigga could tell 'em, no tellin'I done seen niggas tell on they brotherThem niggas was there for you when you were strugglin'I done seen niggas love on they bitchAnd go kiss her and hug her right after she suckin' dickAnd you gotta watch out for niggas that's watchin' your moneyWatch who you get money withAnd don't you compete with your own gangNo, don't you go be on no funny shit'Cause niggas will tell on they whole gang'Cause they was jealous, so jealous, yeahI was addicted to Balmain, I did every Amiri denim (yeah)I'm not a regular person, I threw away all my MargielasGot a closet with nothing but fly shitTrendsetter from my hat to my sweater, yeah, yeah
I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so pettyDon't you go tweet about it we could speak about itIf you really, really with mePull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scaryI prolly got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike AmiriHoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh, uhRichard Mille made my wrist bleed, mm-mmLamborghini car keys, vroom vroom
