Ain’t Bout Shit

[Hook]

You ain't about shit
I be on my boss shit
Glo shit
I ain't worried bout shit
Boy that's lil shit
Small shit
Feed his ass a clip
My Chevy with the dip
Hood shit street nigga
Two 30 round clips
200 on the dash
I drive it real fast
Diamonds shining
Hitting hard I'm dripping glo on they ass
You ain't about shit that why yo bitch went missing on yo ass
Soft ass
Lame ass
Yo ass a cat daddy

[Verse 1:Mane Mane 4CGG]

Poppin pills and drinking hard liquor
My sprite more darker and my weed more stronger
And my chain shine harder and my niggas way harder
If you a opp you a target
If you a hitta you a problem police can't stop us
Trap doin numbers
I wish a nigga try to rob it
Glock hit his ass, paralyze him, send em to the doctor
Up in Cali in the hills me and Gambino riding rarris
Pounds comin in GLO gang we tourin round the country
I'm a out west nigga, Adams & Keeler where it started
Young and ruthless with the money, I don't care, I'm a star
Told that bitch to suck my dick
And pour me up some more liquor
Catch me on a jet just flew from Dallas me and So nigga
Gang in this bitch, we ain't playing in this bitch
Let a nigga play crazy blow his brains in this bitch
I pour champagne on a bitch