Testo Stain - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie feat. DaBaby
Testo della canzone Stain (A Boogie Wit da Hoodie feat. DaBaby), tratta dall'album Artist 2.0
Pooh, you a fool for this one
Go Grizz
Put a stain on a nigga if he
Squat made the beat
Yeah
Put a stain on a nigga if he touch me, yeah
Two hunnid on my neck, ain't gotta tuck it, yeah
They just hatin' 'cause I'm up and bitches love me, yeah
'Member when we used to wear the Polo rugby
I'm just sayin', "Why you actin like a hoe?" 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 take to get a nigga smoked, yeah
I get money and you don't, I just did like five platinums in a row
I'm that nigga, no cappin', I'm a goat
All these niggas flow jackin' and I know
And your bitch layin', yeah, she wanna kick it
YSL wearin' ass nigga in a Benz seat
And your girlfriend keep plottin' on my wishlist
Have her stuck, yeah, had to stuff her in a frenzy
Oh, she love it, fuckin' and suckin' dick, 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)
Put a stain on a nigga 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 bitches love me, yeah
'Member when we used to wear the Polo rugby
I'm just sayin', "Why you actin like a hoe?" 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 take to get a nigga smoked, yeah
And you know that's all it take
To get a nigga smoked and that's a fact
I be nuttin' quick like I'm a virgin, when we fuck, her ass too fat
I had to fly into New Jersey 'cause New York don't like the strap
We make the nigga front us 30
And we ran off with the sack (Nah, keep going, keep going)
Lil' nigga, you asked to get it (Ha)
Bitch, I've been the best since a kid in the neighborhood
Wasn't playin' tag with niggas (Let's go)
I used to hit licks in my whip
Had to switch up the plates so the tags was different (Yeah, bitch)
And I used to fuck on the sixes and the sevens
Now we fuck the baddest bitches (Ten)
I'ma go get the bag, I ain't trippin'
I ain't into goin' outside with niggas (Uh, uh)
And I ain't gon' out sad 'bout a bitch
I got hoes on my dick that be tryna harass a nigga (Yeah)
That lil' nigga ain't goin' for shit
They gon' come with them sticks
We gon' pull up and smash on niggas (Bitch)
See the look on my face, think I'm laughin', nigga?
Last nigga to play, know what happened, nigga?
They know I-
Put a stain on a nigga if he touch me, yeah
Two hunnid on my neck, ain't gotta tuck it, yeah
They just hatin' 'cause I'm up and bitches love me, yeah
'Member when we used to wear the Polo rugby
I'm just sayin', "Why you actin like a hoe?" 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 take to get a nigga smoked, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Morris June Jones, Julius Rivera Iii, Kevin Andre Price, Artist J. Dubose, Darryl Clemons, Christopher Boland Jones, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
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