[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Money sprung, money sprung

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Fuck it, I´m back with another one

Fuck it up and do another one
My niggas do not shoot dirty guns
Shoot it up and get another one
I keep on counting them hundreds up
I think I´m falling in love with ´em
I keep on counting them hundreds my nigga
I think that I´m money sprung
Money sprung, money sprung
My nigga, I think I´m money sprung
Money sprung, money sprung
My nigga, I think I´m money sprung
I keep on counting them hundreds up
I think I´m falling in love with ´em
I keep on counting them hundreds my nigga
I think that I´m money sprung

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Track after track and another one

Know that´s a hit, they can´t fuck with us
Nigga, you don´t gotta like me
Uo understand where I´m coming from
I know you would eat it, what´s up
Don´t chew on the dick like a bubble gum
Told herself to be the plug
Now everybody wanna fuck with her
Everybody need love, everybody need drugs
Nobody wanna be a dub
Every fit I put on probably cost me like a dub
I´m way too up, they can´t keep up, yeah, yeah
I´m way too stuffed, I faced two cups, yeah, yeah
My new chain it look like a puck
My nigga, I´m icy as fuck, yeah, yeah
I feel like the King of New York
My jeweler is better than yours, yeah, yeah
A hundred sitting on my neck
Another hundred on the arm, yeah, yeah

I put the city on my back
How can I ever go wrong? Yeah, yeah
I don´t need no groupie love
Go holla at my nigga Don (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put my number in your phone
Just DM me if it was wrong (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told her my name is Artist
Now she wanna call me Arty
Telling me about a party, told her, "I´m the one performing"
Fuck it up before the party started

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Fuck it, I´m back with another one
Fuck it up and do another one
My niggas do not shoot dirty guns
Shoot it up and get another one
I keep on counting them hundreds up

I think I´m falling in love with ´em
I keep on counting them hundreds my nigga
I think that I´m money sprung
Money sprung, money sprung
My nigga, I think I´m money sprung
Money sprung, money sprung
My nigga, I think I´m money sprung
I keep on counting them hundreds up
I think I´m falling in love with ´em
I keep on counting them hundreds my nigga
I think that I´m money sprung

[Don Q]
I´m ahead of the race
Flooring the gas, I´m passing the cops that I lead on a chase
If they come find out this weapon I placed
They might just give me a federal case

All of my folks has a residue taste
Rollie presidential when that presidential
Counting blue strips with the president face
I got the votes, don´t you ever debate
Yeah, yeah, I got a chef at the crib
Little hoe, I don´t never do dates
Yeah, yeah we are not looking for friends
So ain´t no competitors safe
Yeah, yeah, five in the morning
I´m drinking on dirty, it´s never too late
Yeah, yeah, leaving the spot
Had to switch up the whip, they was checking the plates
I´m still a menace
I do what I say and I won´t give a fuck if you feel offended
You selling your soul just to get attention
I crept with a pole ´cause I feel the tension

Trappers, they love me, they throw on that Don
They get on that road with a pigeon in it
Little bitch you know me, I´m really the Don
I don´t gotta try hard to fit the image
Look at my cup, it´s Dirty Diana
I dropped two bananas and shook up the Fanta
Booked in Atlanta
I go to the club with the paper and I throw a book on the dancer
I am the one they was counting out
Now I get hundreds and count it out
Designer shit, they can´t pronounce it
I´m styling out, they tryna spell it and sound it out
Yeah, yeah