Lyrics Booby Trap – A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

Making up my mind
I need two h0es at a time
Then I told her a*s, Forget it
‘Cause I seen that sh!t on Reddit
I ain’t got no time to block
All my broskies keep a mop
And I keep one right beside me
Go to Elliot a lot

My heart cold as a brick
I call London for the hit
I treat Booby Trap like Starlets
Hundred thousand on a car
Got Chanel prints on my joggers
I don’t even need a stylist
Huh, yeah, okay, okay

Call the bank, pull up the Brink’s
Might buy you a Cuban, I ain’t got no time to link up
Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
Quarter million dollars, I got somethin’ on my sleeve

Used to call up darlin’, now I go to Starlets
When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
Used to be in projects, now I’m making projects
Used to be in the PJs, now I’m stuck to the PJ

I can tell what’s on your mind
Illuminati, got three eyes
If I pull up with my guys
We ain’t comin’ here to fight
Word to mother, we gon’ win
You know London, that’s my twin
And I keep Jeffery on my mind
Free Thugger, that’s my slime

Free V12 and Montana out the motherf**kin’
You know I’ve been bangin’ since Santana
Used to rock them bandanas
To the side, baby, talk to me nice
Book a flight, if you don’t let me hit
I’m sending you back, night

I’m in Miami, come to Booby Trap
I’m throwing a bag, night
The way she took my soul
It’s like she’s tryna make a sacrifice
In the daytime, diamonds bustin’ like a disco ball
We bring the lights out
Hoodie on, I’m feelin’
Like a f**kin’ thief at night now

Call the bank, pull up the Brink’s
Might buy you a Cuban, I ain’t got no time to link up
Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
Quarter million dollars, I got somethin’ on my sleeve

Used to call up darlin’, now I go to Starlets
When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
Used to be in projects, now I’m making projects
Used to be in the PJs, now I’m stuck to the PJ…

➤ Written by A Boogie wit da Hoodie, London on da Track, Zaytoven, Deezy Beats & Tone Deaf
Album: B4 BOA
Produced by London on da Track, Zaytoven, Deezy Beats & Tone Deaf
A Boogie Wit da Hoodie | 2023

Lyrics Did Me Wrong – A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

I wrote this song for the last b!tch that did me wrong
I can’t believe your turned your back when I was all alone
The feds took my friends from me and I was on my own
They gon’ try to take our swag but they could never clone us

The richest in my family at 19, I grown up
N**gas talk to me and I don’t even pick my phone up
Don’t want no company cause lately ain’t been feelin’ no one
They plan on jumpin’ me, but comfortably we keep it on us

I think of Butta every single time that I perform
And I put on different Saint Laurent for my cologne
Its hard to tell if n**gas jealous if they never met us
I don’t know if I should take a picture or put em on a stretcher
Headshot, you all alone, no time to send a message
When you feel it in your bones the only time you regret it
Highbridge, we got big swag, I know you big mad
Luckily it was a sh!t bag and not a zip bag

But f**k that sh!t, I wrote this song the, ha’
I wrote this song for the last b!tch that did me wrong
Hate that I met her, even though I know she knew me better
Everything bigger belly, brand new Benz coupes
Can’t even blame you if you cross me cause I sin too
I pray to God for all this money that I ran through
You think you shining in the light, well b!tch I am too
Get .. catch a flight back to Cancun

It was hard to ride the wave but I swam through
On a PJ, me and all my damn goons
I’m so high, feel like landing on the damn moon
Baby we ride, going back to back in Phantom
I don’t want you to call me crazy, baby call me ..
The big body heavy, it needed two lanes
Two frames, Cartier glasses I see right through things
One thing that you can never call me is plain, hey

Plain Jane Patek Philippe, it’ll cost you everything
A-B double O G I be holding Louis baby
Gucci crazy, I’ma be D.T.B. til I’m prolly 80
Probably cost me half a milli and ..
I’m leaving on a jet plane, and I don’t know if I’ll be coming back here baby
It’s not you its me, I started moving so toxic lately
Hoes and these streets got me so cold hearted lately…

➤ Written by A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Album: B4 BOA
Produced by S.Dot & 254Bodi
A Boogie Wit da Hoodie | 2023

Lyrics Her Birthday – A Boogie wit da Hoodie

I’ve been through this too many times
I’m done with this sh!t
She don’t want a relationship unless funds come with it
I don’t know how to recover from this
But it’s my fault, I should’ve never fell in love with a b!tch

In the first place, I don’t wanna cuddle and sh!t
And the worst thing is, I don’t even f**k with the b!tch
On her birthday, I ain’t give her nothing but d!ck
I was thirsty, way before the commas came in
Yeah, I was thirsty

Second time I f**ked, she wanna be in first place
I always wanted a-, used to want a Mustang
But, now I got a big body, Maybach, to f**k in it
Really run my city, when we see a opp, we clutchin’ it
Make a n**ga diddy bop
These millions, we touchin’ ’em
I don’t really play about money or my Benjamins
She wanna lay up with me, I’ma f**k her bestie then
Put my heart up on my damn sleeve before you f**ked it up
Woulda counted with my .., n**ga, with my guns
And at the time you think about me, you want company
Tell me what you really see, you want double C, but what you really see in me

I’ve been through this too many times
I’m done with this sh!t
She don’t want a relationship unless funds come with it
I don’t know how to recover from this
But it’s my fault, I should’ve never fell in love with a b!tch

In the first place, I don’t wanna cuddle and sh!t
And the worst thing is, I don’t even f**k with the b!tch
On her birthday, I ain’t give her nothing but d!ck
I was thirsty, way before the commas came in
Yeah, I was thirsty

She ain’t never wanna be my b!tch, now she got me on a block list
How to blow a candle, now she in a pool, topless
PJ’d up Bahamas, came a long way from the projects
You always tellin’ me about how you just want the truth
You want a Patek for your birthday, I don’t got nothin’ to prove
I wanna spend my whole summer with you
But, I just spent three hundred on this pants

This Bentley coupe, only me and you
Countin’ hunnids gettin’ boring, I need something to do
F**kin’ on these baddies like I ain’t got nothin’ to lose
Started saying how I feel, I almost fronted my mood

I’ve been through this too many times
I’m done with this sh!t
She don’t want a relationship unless funds come with it
I don’t know how to recover from this
But it’s my fault, I should’ve never fell in love with a b!tch

In the first place, I don’t wanna cuddle and sh!t
And the worst thing is, I don’t even f**k with the b!tch
On her birthday, I ain’t give her nothing but d!ck
I was thirsty, way before the commas came in
Yeah, I was thirsty…

➤ Written by A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Album: B4 BOA – EP
A Boogie wit da Hoodie | 2023