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I'm Bout It

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I know it's been a while since you heard it like this

The boy can't miss rolex on the wrist

Bezel on bread 'bout time the real returned we still exist

Now you wear those return it when you was at risk

Tight jeans for boys wasn't popular

Unless you was in the boy's man stop it bruh

Too much fashion rats sayin' this and that

No clothes in facts everybody's in the trap

But they ain't never sold no drugs for really though

Cause they was dead broke in they first video

Youtube don't lie sort it like numbers

I been getting money for the past eight summers

Bought a benz all cash ho picked up a hummer

And think we wasn't even twenty-oner

That's not a word now you know how I feel when these absurd

Rappers talk about things that never occurred

Damn it the nerve you ain't never brandished a bird

Or guns on your enemies and gave them what they deserve

Let a n***a try me they die b

Ain't nothing sweet I be on it like diabetes

Giving shots was giving props

Sometimes I had to take them in the form of blocks

Properly buy and sell like monopoly

No top hat top back and she toppin' me

She being a vixen all-star attender

Cake like my birthday that's in November

23 I'm a sage I'm a swerve

Whole lot of horsepower parkin' on the curb

Hoes want to floss out a coupe wit' a bird

Call that the porsche power meetin' every word

I do this might change my name to Brutus

Cut down the beef now the money flow fluid

Bunch of louis luggage still your boy never trip

Getting chips so it's only right I come through all dripped

Oppies get the lip and get to hold entire clip

Don't start nothing and it won't be no shit

I'm 'bout it I'm 'bout it I'm 'bout it I'm 'bout it I'm 'bout it

I'm 'bout it and I have no limit when I give it like 'uhh'

We made yeah motherf**kers we made

I can't believe this shit

A hundred on the wrist two hundred on the neck

Yo five on the whip three mill I up in escrow

I been flippin' bricks nas was called esco

Let's go on me like a n***a on death row

Out of range shots in niggas the broads steppin' on drape

Then the popped the cs from lebanon

Joe been a don shit is realer than you think

Still ain't seen a n***a dive in a pool in a mink

F**k you done to that shit that ain't really chinchilla

This is joey crack shit ain't a n***a been realer

And I'm 'bout it 'bout it everyday three burners

Dare touch the powder or you gon' see murder

Ever had a b***h bustin' off from giving head

Woke up in the ritz ten bitches in the bed

Niggas rockin' jordans but you ain't never meet the brother

You ain't that important shit oscar got his beeper

American cartel never leave a witness

Everythin' must go like you're goin' out of business

Trips to dubai bedrooms on the first class

Showers in the sky reminiscenin' on my first pet

Far as projects tryin' to get it all off

You get it white you get it soft it's cold

Bunch of louis luggage still your boy never trip

Getting chips so it's only right come all dripped

Oppies get the lip and get to hold entire clip

Don't start nothing and it won't be no shit

I'm 'bout it I'm 'bout it I'm 'bout it I'm 'bout it I'm 'bout it

I'm 'bout it and I have no limit when I give it like 'uhh'

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