Till The Wheels Fall Off - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

Gotta stay packing if you think I’m lacking

Might not never, just come and see

Don’t give me a reason to squeeze, my nigga

Know I got the juice like a Sunny D

If I do it for you and you do it for me

Let’s just ride 'til the wheels fall off

If you do it for me, I’m gon' do it for you

If I don’t, cut my ten toes off, yeah

And I’m getting paid for real, for real

Just ride the wave

Most of my niggas do pills still

Try to tell them to stay away

I just hope you feel me, my nigga

Forget all the money and all the fame

This is the real me, my nigga

I swear to God, this shit will never change

If there was a problem with me

Then you never heard about it, it wasn’t ever me

Niggas be wildin' nowadays

Shootin' shit up just to get them a MVP

I ain’t fuckin' around this time

That’s word to my mother, that’s word to Melody

And if it go down this time, I’m ready

I put that on everything, word to me

(Yeah)

I’m ready, my nigga, I put that on everything

I’m ready, my nigga, I’m like yeah, yeah (Yeah), look

I’m a certain nigga, curve a bitch for actin' different

Know I prefer baddies only, real specific

She prefers only Birkin purses, I know, yeah (Yeah)

And saying whatever in person

And doing whatever in person

Ain’t gotta be perfect, baby

Just don’t pull up looking like whatever in person

I am not an internet person

I really wear hoodies in person

Yeah

And we ain’t got mob ties, but we really gotta move like the mob (Yeah)

And if I ain’t have long johns on, put the .22 in my sock (Yeah)

And if I get rode on, I’ma spin the block two hundred times

And my niggas got told on, FaceTime in V12 from the time

And I know shit get real nowadays, yeah, shit get litty

Lamborghini, black and blue, looking like the new TRON in my city

Like I’m Jimmy

And I don’t wanna see the ending, baby, I’m still having fun with the beginning

And all my day ones with me, and I’m still real, yeah

Still hangin' 'round niggas that used to go five, five with me

Like a half an hour, 30 on me just in case they want my time to stop ticking

Richard Mille 'bout a half a million, coulda bought a house, my nigga

Me and my girl just finished arguing, I don’t wanna take no pictures

Don’t think I’m crazy, baby

'Cause I go crazy 'bout you

Keep a .380 with me

That shotty’ll rock your body

I don’t need no stylist, stop it (Stop)

Just in case they pocket watching

I pulled up with a pocket rocket

I can make you famous 'bout it

Fly ass nigga, I Saint Laurent it

These niggas be broke

They don’t want no beef, they don’t want no Johnny Rockets

I don’t need no lease, gettin' money OD

Anything I drive, I buy it

Skeleton AP or the Patek Philippe

What’s next?

I haven’t decided

Gotta stay packing if you think I’m lacking

Might not never, just come and see

Don’t give me a reason to squeeze, my nigga

Know I got the juice like a Sunny D

If I do it for you, then just do it for me

Let’s just ride 'til the wheels fall off

If you do it for me, I’m gon' do it for you

And if I don’t, cut my ten toes off