A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – “24 Hours” [Audio, Lyrics]

American rapper, singer, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie unveils Lil Durk-featured “24 Hours” track, co-produced by Chuck Taylor, Rogét Chahayed, DLo Beatz & JoeFromYO. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie 24 Hours

When he isn’t being teased by his ex-girlfriend Ella Bands, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie is hard at work in the studio. In recent months, we’ve witnessed as Ella and A Boogie have traded subliminal messages about one another, but the rapper has taken a break from the relationship drama to link up with Lil Durk on “24 Hours.” The two artists spin explicit bars about their significant others while slipping in lines about the luxury lifestyles that their bank accounts afford them.

It’s believed that “24 Hours” is just the latest single that will make an appearance on A Boogie’s highly anticipated project, A Boogie vs. Artist. The rapper shared that the project was in the works back in January and is slated for release sometime this year.

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – 24 Hours (ft. Lil Durk) (prod. Chuck Taylor, Rogét Chahayed, DLo Beatz & JoeFromYO)

Lyrics

[Intro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
How you gon’ treat me like I’m see-through?
Seven days a week, I wanna
Baby, when I see you, I’ma

[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
These bitches always want somethin’ from me
It’s way different every time it’s me and you
You loved me when I was bummy, now I got money
Baby, let me freeze you
I said, “Get your pretty ass right here, ’cause I miss you”
Get up in your bag, ass fat, Gucci swimsuit
Know you got it bad when you’re stuck in the house
And you keep on thinkin’ how these other niggas did you
You don’t even wanna call my line
Turned sherm ’cause you said, “I wanna fuck all day”
Saint Laurent on but I’m a Louis wearin’ ass nigga
Burned True Religions, been slumped Balmains
Singin’ nigga but I will get you rolled on
Don’t make my niggas feel a way, ain’t hurt no one in so long
They wanna off me
But I got so much money, if I react, they’ll say I’m so wrong
(You loved me when I was bummy, now I got money)
(Baby, slide by)

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Don’t you play with me, I wanna see you
How you gon’ treat me like I’m see-through? (See-through)
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand dollars)
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby)
Seven days a week I wanna see you (Seven days a week, I wanna)
How you gon’ treat me like I’m see-through? (When I see you)
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand dollars)
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby)

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I be tellin’ you all the things I wanna do to you
Kissin’ on the inside of your thighs, got you swimming pool
Lickin’ every hole on your body, got you shakin’ too
Like when you in control of the bed, look what you make me do
Kiss me, lick me, hug me, fuck me, while I
Get the Maybach truck, she said, “It’s ugly, but I’ll try”
Tell you, “I love you” before I take off, ain’t no Wi-Fi
Soon as I land, I check my texts and the reply
The trenches, I love you, ain’t got no bitches
Let’s get it, got a real nigga in they feelings
I’m healin’, I just wanna see you, I ain’t really with the distance
Wanna lick between all your toes, not to mention
I seen her with her wig off, she comfortable
I never cared about your past or who was fuckin’ you
And I know that shit forever when I’m touchin’ you
Put my daughter in your stomach at the W

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
I wanna see you
How you gon’ treat me like I’m see-through?
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand, baby)
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby)
Seven days a week I wanna see you (Seven days a week, I wanna see you)
How you gon’ treat me like I’m see-through? (When I see you)
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand)
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby)
Seven days a week, I wanna (Seven days a week, I wanna)

[Outro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
I just want you to know
You don’t even wanna call me “Artist” no more
That type of bitch that can’t nobody own
Gettin’ money, that type of time she be on
What’s up?
You know I’m ballin’ but I miss ya