A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Gyalis Lyrics

I see her, she came with her nigga
Mmh, but she gon' slide right to my side I know
She pulled up with her friends
And I pulled up in a Lamb' (I skrrt skrrt)
Took her right back to my crib and she let me hit it
(She let me hit it)

She rocked her, Saint Laurent to sleep
Right now I'm in the HOV lane but I'm not hoes
It's Boogie wit da Hoodie, never lackin'
Two .38's in this .488, I'm too ratchet
Moncler my outerwear watch how they jack it
I don't call paranoid overreacting
Ready to blitz 'em, 76ers, that's two .38s for 'em (two .38s
Look, I'm that nigga that she gon' ride with (ha)
I'm that nigga with all the fly shit (ha)
I made bitches go see a psychic 'cause
My life is way too different (way too)
He thinks he's that nigga
But he's the reason why she's on my dick (my dick)
He's the reason she's switching sides
Please don't feel ashamed it's a cycle (uh)
I've been places, felt uninvited
Way too many times I been lied to
Way too many times I been

I see her
She came with her nigga
Mmh, but she gon' slide right to my side I know
She pulled up with her friends (friends)
Then we skrrt off in the Benz, ohh
Took her back to my crib and I regret it (and I regret it)

'Cause she tryna, ay, fake like she asleep, uh
Swear she tried to stay the whole week
I'm like, "Oh, nah, she gotta go", uh
Ask me her name I swear I don't even f*ckin' know
They wanna know why di gyaldem deh pon me
Dem eye green, dem mind just set pon me
They wanna know why dem love him off so much
Like what is the reason? Ohh

It's just the vibe, I'm that guy
She put her legs in the sky whenever I
Pull up, she got her clothes off from the walk in
She won't waste no time, oh
She don't want nobody else I know
But I can't be what she wants
They all have the same story
They all want me to themselves
But I'm a gyalis, the city is my palace (city is my palace)
What I'ma do? (What I'ma do?)

'Cause I want she and she and she
And they love dem some me
I ain't the nigga they gon' say bye to
I ain't the nigga you gotta lie to
I ain't the nigga that you could trust on speaker
When you wit' your people
'Cause you know the timing I'm on

I want she and she and she
And they love dem some me
I can't even speak to all of 'em
So I call her on the FaceTime
She gon' pick up on the first ring
Ooh, I got her wrapped around my damn finger
I will never tell a soul, no, no
Girl we grown
Life of a gyalis