Bout it

[Intro]
Yeah, look, uh

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I got hoes, nigga, I’m cold, pull up at tolls
She at my shows, pulled up alone, look, ain’t comin’ home
Been in the zone, look, been gettin’ blown, look, baby, I’m grown
Got it my own, you needed a loan, look, niggas is clones
Fuck with a nigga, my game tight
Bet I hit her and split her the same night
I had shoot with my shot and my aim right
Seem like none of my chicks is the same type
Got- got different flavors, I switch it up (What?)
One life, nigga, I live it up (What?)
She break it down, then twist it up (What?)
Only bitch niggas be givin’ up (What?)
I fuck with your style, wow
I can see us gettin’ down (Down)
Ain’t seen a playa like this in a while (While)
Knew that I got her as soon as she smiled (Smiled)
Up in that thing, and I’m runnin’ a mile (Mile)
Far from a rookie, I’m puttin’ it down (Down)
She got that water, I think I’ma drown
Her nigga callin’, these bitches are foul, uh

[Chorus]
‘Bout it, ‘bout it (‘Bout it, ‘bout it)
Drop a couple bands, then forgot about it (Forgot about it)
Came up in the mud, then I got up out it (Got up out it)
Illest in this bitch
Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it? (Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it?)
Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it? (Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it?)

[Post-Chorus]
Ain’t no other way around it
Gotta let me know you ‘bout it (Uh, huh)
Say you thuggin’, but I doubt it
Gotta let me know you ‘bout it (Uh, huh)
Ain’t no other way around it
Gotta let me know you ‘bout it (Uh, huh)
Say you thuggin’, but I doubt it
Gotta let me know you ‘bout it

[Verse 2]
Look, look
Got a side chick and a main chick
And my side chick know my main chick
Main don’t know ‘bout my side chick
Yeah, she your girl, but she my bitch
I can switch up, I can draft more
Better ask ‘round ‘bout my last ho
Keep it straight up, I could smash more
But can’t lay up on my cash flow
Ain’t a pimp, bruh, I’m a playa though
Got your cape on, wanna save the ho
Got the paint like a Now and Later, bro
Ass too fat, gotta make her throw
Right back on, we can’t lack, homie
Tell no lies, just facts only
Got too many, can’t one own me
My hoes wishin’ they could clone me
Been keepin’ it playa a long time
Wanna jump on the dick? It’s a long line
Gettin’ mine, give a fuck ‘bout a cosign
I’ve been bangin’ they bitches the whole time, look
We gonna ball, small? Never, my vision is tall
Gettin’ some dome from your bitch in the stall
I started laughin’ as soon as you called, yeah

[Chorus]
‘Bout it, ‘bout it (‘Bout it, ‘bout it)
Drop a couple bands, then forgot about it (Forgot about it)
Came up in the mud, then I got up out it (Got up out it)
Illest in this bitch
Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it? (Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it?)
Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it? (Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it?)

[Post-Chorus]
Ain’t no other way around it
Gotta let me know you ‘bout it (Uh, huh)
Say you thuggin’, but I doubt it
Gotta let me know you ‘bout it (Uh, huh)
Ain’t no other way around it
Gotta let me know you ‘bout it (Uh, huh)
Say you thuggin’, but I doubt it
Gotta let me know you ‘bout it

[Outro]
Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it? Uh, huh
Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it? Uh, huh
Is you ‘bout it, ‘bout it?