Bout It

I’ll play another lil beat 'nother time man, this nigga’s the fucking greatest
Everybody like «Who is this?», haha
Period nigga, that nigga colder than a bitch
We’re at my hood, he pull it up you know, you know 10 now goddammit lemme pull
it up on them
Gotta do him, where we at with it (Kat Lightning on the beat)
I know you not
Bout it, bout it
Your hoe she trynna fuck but a hoe got
Mileage, mileage
Drip too hard bitch I don’t even know the
Stylist, ooh stylist
Bands coming in, and I ain’t even go to no college
I’m in a drop top whip with a chop in my lap
Nigga swear to god, please don’t try me
Walk with a Draco (Brrah), ass hoes say I’m a a-hole (Uh)
Made a bitch look at my payroll, uh, now lil hoe do what I say so (Uh)
Nigga try the gang, let the thang blow (Slatt), rich nigga go where he can’t go,
uh
Rich nigga do what you can’t do, uh, getting top from your bitch,
we in Cancun (What?)
Too much drip to my ankles, huh, watch a nigga flop like a sandal, uh
And your hoe ride dick, no handles, uh, cuz she see a nigga lit, no candle
I’m way too hot to handle, I scare these lil niggas, Randal (Whoa)
Stocking my pay in the Fendu, why you capping like you not a fan dude
I know you not
Bout it, bout it
Your hoe she trynna fuck but a hoe got
Mileage, mileage
Drip too hard bitch I don’t even know the
Stylist, ooh stylist
Bands coming in, and I ain’t even go to no college
I’m in a drop top whip with a chop in my lap
Nigga swear to god, please don’t
I know you not
Bout it, bout it (Bye bye bout it)
Your hoe she trynna fuck but a hoe got
Mileage, mileage (My my-eye-eye)
Drip too hard bitch I don’t even know the
Stylist, ooh stylist
Bands coming in, and I ain’t even go to no college (Go to no college)
I’m in a drop top whip with a chop in my lap (Whoa-o-oa)
Nigga swear to god, please don’t
These niggas really do anything for the clout, dance around with some dick in
they mouth! (Clow-ow-out)
No I can’t fuck with that shit, I still do all my shit (Slatt), and my pockets
(Blatt) are not in a drought (Slatt)
Oh no I can’t go, can’t go (Go go go)
Do me to that halo, halo
Even with the same clothes, same clothes
Go get up your pesos, pesos
You want some beef if I made it out, we in Rodeo with big amounts (Slatt)
Pockets so fat I could build a house (Bah), many lil niggas rats and they
Minnie Mouse
Riding round and my bitch got her titties out (Ay ay ay), call up «Please beat the kitty up»
Know I’m living lovely I could never frown, we just told my momma I can’t let
her down
I know you not
Bout it, bout it (Oh oh o-oh)
Your hoe she trynna fuck but a hoe got
Mileage, mileage (My-eye-eye)
Drip too hard bitch I don’t even know the
Stylist, ooh stylist
Bands coming in, and I ain’t even go to no college
I’m in a drop top whip with a chop in my lap (Whip ip ip)
Nigga swear to god, please don’t try me
Haha ha
They like «What song is this?»
Haha ha that shit funny as fuck
Y’all niggas gon' know soon bruh
Y’all niggas gon' know
Ay man, y’all niggas gon' know