A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Secrets (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Secrets (prod. Mosaic Music & S.Dot)

Listen, watch the video, stream, read the lyrics, buy, mp3 download A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie’s new song titled “Secrets”. The song was co-produced by Mosaic Music & S.Dot.

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Secrets
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Secrets

On Friday, A Boogie finally came through with the much-anticipated and teased deluxe version of Artist 2.0. The deluxe was essentially a whole new album, complete with nine new songs, arguably even better than the original version. Among the fire selections on Artist 2.0′s deluxe edition, we received “7 Mac 11s” (possibly ~the~ main stand-out), “Bleed,” “Into It” and of course, “Secrets.” “Secrets” is the latest visual from A Boogie, who has also dropped music videos for “Might Not Give Up” with Young Thug in recent days, as well as a visual for the lead single “Bleed.”

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Secrets (prod. Mosaic Music & S.Dot)

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Lyrics

[Chorus]
I can tell you’re not a fan
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
Don’t try to come around looking for love, it’s not here (Yeah)
Any time you hit me, I was never not there (Yeah)
I don’t wanna fight, I wanna take you to Chanel (‘Nel)
Can I tell you something? I just hope you never tell (Yeah)
I said you was a dub, I meant to say you was a ten
I don’t wanna do this shit again, aw, man
I don’t wanna do this shit again, not again
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
I don’t even get the time to fuck you on the weekends
Any time you pull up on me, baby, it’s a secret
I don’t wanna fight, I wanna fuck you in Chanel
At least you can never tell me that I’m not real
How you tellin’ everybody, callin’ it a secret?
Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I’m playing defense

[Verse]
Stay away from the fakes (Stay away)
My nigga, stay away from the jakes
Heard them talkin’ ’bout they wanna put my name on the plate
But I ain’t one
I just hope you niggas wear a hoodie when the rain come
I just hope you niggas don’t think you really stainless
I just hope my niggas don’t ever, ever change on me
Oh, you really think you’re so official? I’m the same one
They been telling me I fell off since I came up
Baby girl, listen, you’re way better than a bartender
Told my niggas, “Just ten toes, stand tall, yeah”
Know my niggas won’t ever, ever let me fall, nigga
I tried not to fall in love, but we all fell in
We tried to find nine-to-fives, but we was all felons
I got rich and I threw away all of my Margielas
They was jealous, when I copped a Richard, they got more jealous
More money, more bitches, I’m feeling marvelous
And I did some fucked up shit, but I was starvin’ then
No fussin’, just hit ’em up, ain’t no arguin’
No runnin’, just spin the block, don’t you talk to them
My old bitches love me, and I don’t even fuck with them
Look

[Chorus]
I can tell you’re 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 shit again, not again (Woah)
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz (Yeah)
I don’t even get the time to fuck you on the weekends
Any time you pull up on me, baby, it’s a secret
I don’t wanna fight, I wanna fuck you in Chanel (Yeah)
At least you can never tell me that I’m not real
How you tellin’ everybody, callin’ it a secret?
Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I’m playing defense (Defense)

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