Lyrics My Shit - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

My Shit

Brought the MAC out, niggas sat down
I got shit I never had now, I could brag now
Got my bitch a Louis bag now, she could brag now
Bought my bitch a Birkin bag now, she a brat now
Now I’m sittin' in the club in a different bag now
Baby when I pick it up you gon put that ass down
Tell 'em you don’t give a fuck, baby spin that ass 'round
Tell the DJ turn it up, what the fuck is that sound?
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and it’s always foreign
Yeah I know she like my style, them other niggas borin'
When I pull up, it go skrrt-skrrt, that’s a foreign
When I pull up on a red light, they don’t want it
Yeah I came up from the mud and my baby know that
Introduced her to my plug, now she think she all that
When I first hit her up, no she never wrote back
Then I saw her at the club so I got up on that
Now every time they play this song she say «This is my shit» (This is my shit)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)
And I know she know wassup, baby, this is my shit (This is my shit)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)
They know that’s my bitch, that’s a fact and she stuck with me
When you in my section, fill it up when my cup empty
I can’t fuck with rats, that’s a fact, that’s a dub nigga
All about my F, can’t put water over blood, nigga
Trust me, it get ugly
If I wasn’t gettin' money would you still want me?
If I told you I was broke would you start actin' funny?
This is all I ever wanted, you can’t take it from me
Now every time they play this song, she say «This is my shit» (This is my shit)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)
And I know she know what’s up baby this is my shit (This is my shit)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)