BOUT ME Lyrics

You really wan see what I'm bout

Come to my hood I bet you they Tell you bout me

I started off as a worker then I got The work in

And they started working for me

Ya nigga be hitting my line he say I'm fine

He tryna get in wit Logan

Nigga this pussy is golden worth Bout a milli

You can't hit this shit with a token

I think I need me a genie

I need me a birkin a brick a new Lamborghini

All of my bitches on money and Business

No co-d I ain't in need of no Witness

You gone need plenty investors

Whole lot of commas

Cash out the bonds for the extras

Huh them bitches could never

Pussy get wetter

One hit change ya life for the better

Bitches be talking they shit

Why you the fuck on my Dick

Got em all mad they be sick

Fuck out my face take a flick

Gotta run up on a bitch

That bitch can't tell you bout me

Hater can't tell you bout me

They can't tell you bout me

Nigga can't tell you bout me

One thing about me

Im a be real bout me

Yeah my name chi from the west Side

Only fuck wit Niggas makin Money on the south side

They be running bitches moving Pussy on your side

Ain't wit that shit I ain't wit it I Don't dick ride

Don't fuck around lil bitch get dog Walked

Hit her wit a left have her laying On the side walk

Outline chalk on the scene then Skrrrrtttt off

Yeah i stay cool I don't like to get Turned up

I a guarantee ya I ain't stressed Bout a Nigga

He ain't packing heavy I ain't Pressed bout a Nigga

He don't gotta check I ain't Checking for a Nigga

Bye bye convo pronto on that Nigga

Don't got no time I don't like to Be soft

Niggas be mushy be turning me off

We not the same I'm not cut from Ya cloth

Don't be assuming that pisses me Off uh

Bitches be talking they shit

Why you the fuck on my Dick

Got em all mad they be sick

Fuck out my face take a flick

Gotta run up on a bitch

That bitch can't tell you bout me

Hater can't tell you bout me

They can't tell you bout me

Nigga can't tell you bout me

One thing about me

Im a be real bout me