a boogie wit da hoodie – secrets lyrics
i can tell you not a fan
listen baby, this a lamborghini not a benz
once you come around looking for love it’s not here
any time you hit me, i was never not there
i don’t wanna fight, i wanna take you to chanel
can i tell you something, i just hope you never tell
i said you was a dub, i meant to say you was a 10
i don’t wanna do this sh+t again, aw man
i don’t wanna do this sh+t again, not again
listen baby, this a lamborghini not a benz
i don’t even get the time to f+ck you on the weekends
anytime you pull up on me baby, it’s a secret
i don’t wanna fight, i wanna f+ck you in chanel
at least you can never tell me that i’m not real
how you telling everybody call another secret
yea i know they wanna score on me, i’m playing defense
stay away from the fakes
my n+gga, stay away from the jakes
heard them talking about, they wanna put my name on the plate
but i ain’t one
i just hope you n+ggas wear a hoodie when the rain comes
i just hope you n+ggas don’t think you really stainless
i just hope my n+ggas don’t ever, ever change on me
aw, you really think you’re so official, i’m the same one
n+gga telling me i fell off, since i came up
babygirl, listen, you’re way better than a bartender
told my n+ggas, just 10 toes, stand tall, yea
know my n+ggas won’t ever, ever let me fall down
i tried not to fall in love, but we all fell in
we tried to find 9+5’s, but we was all felons
i got richer, and i threw away all of my margiela’s
they was jealous, i copped a richard, they got more jealous
more money, more b+tches, i’m feeling marvelous
now this some f+cked up sh+t
but i starvin’ in it
no fussin’, just him em up, and no arguing
no runnin’, just spin the block, don’t you talk to them
my old b+tches love me, and i don’t even f+ck with them
look, i can tell you not a fan
listen baby, this a lamborghini not a benz
don’t you come around looking for love it’s not here
any time you hit me, i was never not there
i don’t wanna do this sh+t again, not again
listen baby, this a lamborghini not a benz
i don’t even get the time to f+ck you on the weekends
anytime you pull up on me baby, it’s a secret
i don’t wanna fight, i wanna f+ck you in chanel
at least you can never tell me that i’m not real
how you telling everybody call another secret
yea i know they wanna score on me, i’m playing defense
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