Ain’t Talkin Bout Much

[Verse 1: Patrick Paige II]
Yeah
Ain't talking ’bout much, just a little bit of game
Nigga, need that back, give a fuck about fame
Fresh than a bitch, gold on the wrist
Niggas stuff a cone til the whole 8th fit
Reserve my spot, fuck the whole waitlist
Lame as niggas walking around tasteless
I'm about to go off, they gon' really hate this
Real ass nigga, I could never fake this

[Verse 2: Syd]
I ain’t talking about much, I just pulled up
In the old school truck, white tee, new chucks
Make good green cause I got good look
Dollar to a dream, now I sleep too much
I'ma be fly till I fall off
Sick of IG, hit the log off
I'm a whole vibe, I'm a whole boss
Made it big time, had to roll on

[Verse 3: Patrick Paige II]
I ain't talking about much, I've been feelin' like Magic
Hail mary passes, we on y'all asses
Merlot glasses and big joints passin’
You ain’t my nigga, no backstage passes
Niggas make classics, fire, no ashes
Day don't start till the Louis belt fasten
Chess not checkers, man you niggas could fathom
I need my checks spelled out just as handsome

[Verse 4: Syd]
I ain’t talking about much, I don't say shit
LA bred, I don't lane switch
Big ass house with the big ass dog
And a big ass Porsche that you can't miss
Same old friends and the same old foes
Same old squad that I came with
New paint job on my main bitch
New chain on, but it ain’t shit

[Verse 5: Patrick Paige II & Syd]
I ain't talking about much, this a G-Wagon
I spend a G like it's chump change
Niggas don't never pay no attention
I keep an eye on all intentions
I'm making salads, I'm choppin' lettuce
I'm getting rich, I make good investments
I'm eatin' vegan, I'm feelin' better
Your girl is choosin', you need to get her

[Verse 6: Patrick Paige II]
(Boarding up airways, flight 429, to success)
Look, kush got me feelin' so elevated
Still meditative while I'm hella faded
I've been hella patient walking in tune
Trust in God just to make arrangements