All Black (feat. Fly Walker Chee$e)

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

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    [A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    She never called back
    I pull up in all black
    What you call that?
    Pull up in all black

    [A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    You kept on calling her phone
    No wonder she never called back
    You saw the message she wrote me
    Lowkey, you want your hoe back
    I get respect from the OG's
    Police probably want my phone tapped
    Hoodie and all that, I pull up in all black
    All black going crazy, all black to the laces
    All black, off white shit, all black, Balmains shit
    They think I'm crazy, I think they hating
    All black wraith racing, my all black spaceship

    [Fly Walker Chee$e]
    She'll ride with some stacks, hit the club in all black
    Spent 10K up in Saks, all I'm speaking is facts
    See, I ride with the panny all white, if you want bread, little nigga on sight
    All black Louis I ain't missing no spikes, only bad bitches, I ain't fucking no type
    I say yeah, aye, I'm always on the go-go
    Pitch black tent on the low-low
    Your bitch, she a so-so
    I hit that off 'cause I can, bro
    Up in the club spending bands, hoe
    I'm a trap nigga with some fans though
    My designer ain't black, that Nike check is though

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    [A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    You kept on calling her phone
    No wonder she never called back
    You saw the message she wrote me
    Lowkey, you want your hoe back
    I get respect from the OG's
    Police probably want my phone tapped
    Hoodie and all that, pull up in all black
    All black going crazy, all black to the laces
    All black, off white shit, all black, Balmain shit
    They think I'm crazy, I think they hating
    All black Wraith racing, my all black spaceship

    [A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    I pull up in the slides, she wanna get fucked and get high
    She hopped in my ride, I told her to look at the sky
    Look at the stars in the sky, I grabbed on her thigh
    Forgot what I told her I lied, she wanted the whole number 9
    Word to Allah, I'm a feelings type of guy
    But I get gritty with my guys
    In the city with my guys, getting chicken with my guys
    Free my niggas doing time, fuck the rumors and the lies
    I go do it with my guys, V12 told me I-
    Gotta make it to the top, that's my nigga, I'mma ride
    I'mma go do it, black hoodie, bitch, I know what I'm doing

    [A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    You kept on calling her phone
    No wonder she never called back
    You saw the message she wrote me
    Lowkey, you want your hoe back
    I get respect from the OG's
    Police probably want my phone tapped
    Hoodie and all that, pull up in all black
    All black going crazy, all black to the laces
    All black, off white shit, all black, Balmain shit
    They think I'm crazy, I think they hating
    All black Wraith Racing, my all black spaceship

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