[Intro]
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
They don't never know shit (They don't never know shit)
On the road so long they'll think I'm homeless (They'll think I'm homeless)
Four phones, three hoes, too good for one bitch (Too good for one bitch)
I been on some cold shit, they don't need to know shit, woah (They don't need to know shit)
They don't need to know shit (They don't need to know shit)
I just did a few shows, now my neck the coldest (Now my neck the coldest, woah)
And I'm with some niggas that'll beat you like you stole shit (They'll think I'm homeless)
When you see me posted, act like you don't know, woah (You don't know)
[Verse 1: Monty]
Ayy, money I'ma go gеt
Monty from the Zoo, you don't need to know shit
Wasn't there whеn I was down, you was on some go shit (No)
Bad bitch from the town, I give her the whole dick, ayy, ayy (Damn)
Lil' nigga hold this (Yeah)
And I'm screamin' 17, you know who I roll with (Yeah)
And she playin' for the team, you gon' let my bro hit (Yeah)
Monty, you be so slick, pull up on 'em, oh shit, ayy, ayy (Skrrt, skrrt)
I be with a dime ho (Huh)
Got so many diamonds in my Rollie, you'd think time froze (Yeah)
Gettin' to the money 'cause the money on my mind though (Yeah)
You know how I'm livin', prolly in a different time zone (Damn)
Remy Boyz in Highbridge (Damn), and your ho my side bitch (Yeah)
Monty Zoo, I got this (Yeah), I be on some hot shit (Huh)
Remy Boyz in Highbridge (Yeah), and your ho my side bitch (Damn)
Monty Zoo, I got this (Damn), I be on some hot shit, yeah
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
They don't never know shit (They don't never know shit)
On the road so long they'll think I'm homeless (They'll think I'm homeless)
Four phones, three hoes, too good for one bitch (Too good for one bitch)
I been on some cold shit, they don't need to know shit, woah (They don't need to know shit)
They don't need to know shit (They don't need to know shit)
I just did a few shows, now my neck the coldest (Now my neck the coldest, woah)
And I'm with some niggas that'll beat you like you stole shit (They'll think I'm homeless)
When you see me posted, act like you don't know, woah (You don't know)
[Verse 2: Monty]
And I've been on some cold shit, I've been on some cold shit
If you see me posted, act like you don't know shit (Huh)
I be shittin' on my haters, know I make 'em so sick (Yeah)
Four phones, three hoes I can get a lil' wet, ayy, ayy (Damn)
She gon' give me dome quick
On the road so long, man, I think I'm homesick (Yeah)
And I'm with some niggas that'll beat you like you stole shit
I'm with Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, got it locked and loaded (Damn)
I just did a few shows (Yeah), I'ma need a few Os (Huh)
Monty Zoo, I'm up next (Yeah), got these niggas upset (Damn)
Remy Boyz in Highbridge (Yeah), and your ho my side bitch (Huh)
Monty Zoo, I got this (Yeah), I be on some hot shit, yeah (Damn)
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q]
They don't never know shit (They don't never know shit)
On the road so long they'll think I'm homeless (They'll think I'm homeless; what)
Four phones, three hoes, too good for one bitch (Too good for one bitch; hell yeah)
I been on some cold shit, they don't need to know shit, woah (They don't need to know shit; yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They don't need to know shit (They don't need to know shit; boom, boom)
I just did a few shows, now my neck the coldest (Now my neck the coldest, woah; blick)
And I'm with some niggas that'll beat you like you stole shit (They'll think I'm homeless; git, git)
When you see me posted, act like you don't know, woah (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
[Verse 3: Don Q]
Run through that money, I treat that shit like a marathon (Yeah)
We fuck with the [?], Louis luggage my carry on (Git)
Hit the club with my karats on, all these hoes wanna tag along (Ha)
Nigga, you don't got an ask, you know it's real if I had it on (Bop)
My nigga Q be shittin' on 'em with that X-53
We had the flex industry pull up [?] (What)
I spent a check on the piece, nigga, I don't never get sleep (I don't never)
It's twenty-thousand worth of Louis, you could check the receipt (Check)
'Cause I'm a south Bronx nigga, west side to be exact (Exact)
We ain't at the party, bring the party where we at (Bring the party where we at)
I'ma pull up to the scene in the 'Rari with the strap (With the what?)
Diamonds twerkin' in my Carti's with a Barbie in the back
No shit, way before rap, it was O trips (Bop)
Up and down the road shit, 'til a nigga homesick (Bop, bop)
Remember back, we was in the trap with the stolen (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas talkin' 'bout that work, but they ain't never sold shit, gang (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Fetty Wap]
They don't never know shit (They don't never know shit)
On the road so long they'll think I'm homeless (They'll think I'm homeless)
Four phones, three hoes, too good for one bitch (Too good for one bitch)
I been on some cold shit, they don't need to know shit, woah (They don't need to know shit)
They don't need to know shit (They don't need to know shit)
I just did a few shows, now my neck the coldest (Now my neck the coldest, woah; ayy Monty, what up, my boy?)
And I'm with some niggas that'll beat you like you stole shit (Yeah, yeah)
When you see me posted, act like you don't know, woah (1738)
[Verse 4: Fetty Wap]
Yeah, when you see me posted, 'posed to act like you don't know, you don't know ('posed to act like you don't know)
I got everybody waitin' at the door, at the door (I got everybody waitin', bitch)
Yeah, Monty Zoo that nigga, finna blow, finna blow (Monty)
Need some lemonade, that lean, pour a four, ayy (Pour a four, bitch)
Baby, this a bust down, I'ma flood the whole wrist (Bust, bust, bust down, bitch)
I might get a rush now fuckin' on his old bitch
Told that bitch to hush now, act like she don't know shit (Hush down, hush down)
She gon' get the whole dick, then I let my bro hit
Niggas know what's up with the gang, we livin' life, baby (We livin' life, baby)
Monty tell me turn on a flame, I brung a light, baby (Ayy, I brung a light, baby)
Don't know why these niggas complain, they livin' right, baby (Ayy, they livin' right, baby)
Dropped a quarter mil' for my chain, it's sittin' bright, baby, yeah (It's sittin' right, baby, ayy)
[Bridge: Fetty Wap]
And you don't know shit (Oh, oh)
Ferrari, this is not a Lotus (Oh, oh)
Paid for, I don't owe shit (Oh, oh)
Fetty, I don't never know shit, yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
They don't never know shit (They don't never know shit)
On the road so long they'll think I'm homeless (They'll think I'm homeless)
Four phones, three hoes, too good for one bitch (Too good for one bitch)
I been on some cold shit, they don't need to know shit, woah (They don't need to know shit)
They don't need to know shit (They don't need to know shit)
I just did a few shows, now my neck the coldest (Now my neck the coldest, woah)
And I'm with some niggas that'll beat you like you stole shit (They'll think I'm homeless)
When you see me posted, act like you don't know, woah
