No 808’s
A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Lyrics

Let's ride together
Let's stick together.

Would you jump if they told you that we can't fly together?
Would you leave me behind if society disapproved of our partnership?

Just know that you on my side, but that's just my perspective
I believe you support me, though it's just my point of view.

Runnin' out of things to say whenever the calls collective
I struggle to contribute to conversations when we're all on a call together.

Ooh, what a mood, she pull up with no bra under
She's feeling herself - sexy and confident - rolling up without a bra.

I buy her Jimmy Choo, when she do that shit with all her effort
I reward her when she's putting in effort, buying her designer shoes as a gift.

M.I.A. with you and your friend out here in Club E11EVEN
We're missing in action, partying with you and your friend at Club E11EVEN.

In the spot we be too deep, we need just one more session
We're partying hard, but we're not done yet - we need one more session before the night ends.

I don't need no 808s to go crazy
I don't need a bass-heavy beat to feel hyped.

I don't wanna be the one to waste your time
I don't want to be a waste of your time or energy.

You're the one that told me not to let the money change me
You're reminding me not to let my newfound wealth alter who I am as a person.

Baby, every other million, that shit crosses my mind
Even after making millions, thoughts of money are still on my mind.

When you with me baby, you don't need any AC
When you're with me, I provide the cool air - no need for an air conditioner.

VVS's touch your body, feels just like ice
Dripping in VVS diamonds, your body feels icy cold yet luxurious to touch.

You know what it is outside with my gang
You're aware of the danger present when I'm hanging with my group.

And everything I do is for her / And you know you're my mood, but / Mood, what a mood
I do everything for her satisfaction and happiness, as it influences my own mood.

You put it locked up, but you still right back to Artist status?
You still hold the key to my heart, and keep me locked in Artist status.

Of all else we been through, but no matter what we still count each other
Through all the good and bad, we still rely on and appreciate each other.

I love bein' rich, but I be missin' when we was poor together
I appreciate being wealthy, but I miss the bond we had when we were both poor.

Remember runnin' up in Raleigh stealin' from stores together
I reminisce about the times we used to run up to Raleigh to steal together.

I do cuttin' through traffic, and all these foreigns better
I'm skilled at navigating through traffic, and I've got some foreign cars to show off my superior driving ability.

You needed a shoulder to cry on, so I bought this Chrome Heart sweater (Chrome Heart sweater)
You needed comfort when you were sad, so I gave you a designer sweater to remind you of my love and support.

And I was fienin' for that pussy, I made a whole song to get it
I was craving sex with you, and wrote a song to express my desire.

And they all gon' want that bitch after they see Artist with her
Other people will be jealous and want you after they see me being intimate with you in public.

And my heart's on fire / Why you tryna fight fire with fire?
My heart is burning with desire - why are you trying to respond with the same intensity?

You know I'm a big dawg around my way / Should I charge these niggas double just to ride the wave?
I am well-respected in my community - should I capitalize on my status by charging others for the privilege of riding alongside me?

You love to ask me everythin', but am I okay / I never ask you nothin', 'cause you get it your way
You inquire about my well-being frequently, but I never ask about yours since you already do things your way.

And Valentines the worst ways / Even worser than my birthdays, Valentines the worst ways
Valentine's Day is the worst holiday, even worse than my own birthday.

Valentines the worst ways, I love you in the worst way / I love you in the worst way, like Valentines' the worst day
Despite the holiday being terrible, I still love you in the worst way possible - like Valentine's Day is the worst day in the world.

I still love you like your birthday / Candles blowin', blowin', all showin'
I love you just as much as I used to, with the same intensity - like blowing out birthday candles in a grand display.

Left that nigga in the past, and now you glowin', glowin', glowin', glowin', yeah / Told you, "Grow up", now you growin', growin', growin', growin', ayy
You've left your ex-boyfriend behind and are now thriving and glowing with happiness - which I attribute to telling you to grow up and mature into the person you are now.

I won't take responsibilities for your glow up, 'cause you did it on your own / And it's a plus to have a nigga like myself in your corner, but you did it on your own
I won't claim credit for your success, because you achieved it all by yourself - though I am happy to have been there to support you along the way.

You did it on your own, girl, you young, sassy, and grown / Yeah, you young, flashy, and grown, you did it on your own
You accomplished everything by yourself, and I admire you for it - though you're still young, beautiful, and full of life.

Ayy, blow a tag, yeah, blow a bag, yeah, yeah-yeah / Blow a big bag up in Saks, when you mad, yeah / When you mad, yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, yeah
Spend a lot of money and treat yourself by blowing your whole budget at Saks Fifth Avenue - especially when you're upset or angry.