A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Waka lyrics

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] Catch an asthma attack, the way we pull up on ya Put the pump to his chest, make a n***a cough up You a bum and you stressed, and that's why you lost her Met a n***a from the X, n***as need to boss up She gon' eat, you want beef, but this ain't no burger All my songs on repeat, that's what's up, your word up I was young with the heat, walkin' 'round with burners Wishin' I could wish for anything like Timmy Turner [Bridge: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] Na-na-oh, nah-oh Na-na-oh, nah-oh Na-na-oh, nah-oh [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] Why this b**h tryna play me? Are you crazy? Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady Heartbreakin' on the daily, can you save me? Why is b**hes tryna play me? Are you crazy? I can't let her have my baby, you not my baby I can't let her have my baby, I'm actin' shady Heartbreaking on the daily, can you save me? [Verse 2: 6ix9ine] Y'all gotta move, give me some room, I'm 'bout to shoot Boom! Everybody runnin' out the room Boom! Everybody beggin' "Don't shoot" Boom! n***a, who the f** asked you? You a bum, are you dumb? Try me, I got this gun Run, n***a, if I'm here, don't come b**h, you was expectin' for me to hit That's a dub, I know you put a hole in that sh** [Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] Sawed off in the damn drawer Got the .30 in my drawers, gotta hold my pants up Only time she ever call is for the banana I don't even check my call log, I don't answer [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] Why this b**h tryna play me? Are you crazy? Pocket rocket in my cargos, like the Navy Put this Tommy to his brain, please, like he Brady Heartbreakin' on the daily, can you save me? [Verse 4: 6ix9ine] Why this b**h tryna play me? Is she crazy? That b**h know I'm number one, like Tracy McGrady Know I got this .380, it's on safety I know all these n***as hate me, won't let it faze me f** n***a [Verse 5: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] I'ma swerve in the Maybach, I'ma do some damage n***as sit the f** down if you don't understand us I heard n***as talkin' 'bout they gon' run down on us Pull up windows down in the f**in' Lamb' truck [Outro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na, yeah Scott Storch