My Shit A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie 

In my bag now, in my bag now
What the fuck is that sound, what the fuck is that sound

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 sitting 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 the hoodie and its always foreign
Yeah I know she like my style them other niggas boring
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
See the flick on my wrist
And I know she know wassup baby this is my shit
See the flick on 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 getting money would you still want me
If I told you I was broke would you start acting 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
See the flick on my wrist
And I know she know wassup baby this is my shit
See the flick on my wrist