A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Bleed (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Bleed (en) Lyrics
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I don't need love, that
shit is so, so petty
Don't you go tweet about it,
we could speak about it if you
really, really with me
Growing up bein' in the gas stations,
in the CVSs gettin' gifties, yeah
And if you really my nigga
Word to mother, we gon' split
it fifty-fifty, yeah
They call me a SoundCloud boy
They stealin' my sound now, boy
I feel like I'm really
the king in my city
I got the crown now, boy
Two .38s on the side of me, lookin'
like a cowboy, yeah
Niggas be actin' like bitches, I might
as well just call you tomboys
Don'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 you
Pull up in my hoodie on the
scene, so, so scary
I probably got more Mike Amiri
jeans than Mike Amiri
Yeah, beasty, used to
lurk in the bushes
Now when I open my eyes I look in the
sky, hopin' I make it to Heaven
You can have family ties,
all rats gotta die
You can still be a dub if you tellin'
And even if it was my
cousin, it is a dub
Fuck it, just knock off his melon
I swear I don't need love,
that shit is so, so petty
Probably got more Mike Amiri
jeans than Mike Amiri
Heard they wanna catch me
lackin', oh, please
Yeah, they don't know I'm really odee
Niggas rattin', eatin' on cheese
Just free the real until they all free
Hoodie on, rockin' long
sleeves, uh, uh
Richard Mille make my wrist
bleed, mmm, mmm
Lamborghini car keys, vroom, vroom
I don't know why they actin'
like they G'd up, hmm, mmm
Wipe a nigga nose like
he sneezin', hmm, mmm
Go to Elliot for Aquafina, huh, uh
Chain lookin' like a hockey puck,
hmm, like a freezer, hmm
You told me never say never
Then you told me you would never
get me set up (Yeah)
But love is a set-up already
Should have said “I love
you" to a Bentley (Mmm)
I know niggas that ain't even
graduate can't leave the country,
they felons already
But fuck it, at least they know better
Any nigga could tell ain't no tellin'
I done seen niggas tell on they brother,
them niggas was there for
you when you were strugglin'
I done seen niggas love on they bitch
and go kiss her and hug her
right after she suckin' dick
And you gotta watch out for niggas
that's watchin' your money,
watch who you get money with
And don't you compete with
your own gang, no, don't you
go be on no funny shit
'Cause niggas will tell on they
whole gang 'cause they was
jealous, so jealous, yeah
I was addicted to Balmain, I did
every Amiri denim (Yeah)
I'm not a regular person, I threw
away all my Margielas (Yeah)
Got a closet with nothing but fly
shit, trendsetter from my hat
to my sweater, yeah, yeah
Richard Mille make my
wrist bleed, uh, uh
Lamborghini car keys, vroom vroom
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