Lyrics Billie Jean - A Boogie wit da Hoodie
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
Look
at
my
schedule,
nigga
My
itinerary
is
lookin'
too
busy
for
niggas
But
I
still
fuck
with
you
niggas
Yeah,
I
swear
to
God,
yeah,
I
got
love
for
you
niggas
Shedded
some
blood
for
you
niggas
If
you
think
I'm
slippin',
you
buggin',
lil'
nigga
I
stay
groupied
up,
lil'
nigga
Fingers
twisted
up,
throwin'
up
W,
nigga
I'm
thinkin'
ahead
of
you
niggas
All
my
niggas'
cases
went
federal,
nigga
I'm
so
immaculate,
nigga
On
my
way
to
the
bank,
I
laugh
at
you
niggas
All
my
chains
on
everywhere
I
fuckin'
go
So
I
keep
the
ratchet,
lil'
nigga
Mike
Amiri
jeans
on
in
my
Billie
Jean
bag
In
my
bag
on
you
niggas
Bitches
want
a
t-shirt,
you
ain't
like
that
You
don't
want
static
with
niggas
She
think
I'ma
keep
her
Beat
it
up
bad
like
I
caught
a
battery,
nigga
Blood
on
my
sneakers
Louboutin
bag,
I'm
givin'
swag
to
you
niggas
I
don't
really
think
they
could
fucking
keep
up
I
still
got
respect
for
you
niggas,
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
nigga
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
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