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Star let the hammer go, I ain't 'bout astrology For any gotta bitch you owe me an apology Only talkin' bout that trappin' shit, I opened up the door for I coulda stopped at 101, tell me who shit comin' close to But you know how the saying goes how I cut the tape a wish Call your clientele, say I'm to make your favorite dish My wrists can't keep my arms close, yeah I'm talkin' Arnold Dropped the mixtapes, the game Whoever it'd be a Georgia nigga? Jumped off the but I landed on my feet real in the field, went and bought a set of cleats See it in the air nigga, yeah the like Disneyland Eight shots since I started, I've been a busy man
I put them Os in the But ye 'bout that there Talk a whole brick of today But ye 'bout that there Got a that Muller on my today But ye 'bout that there You me fuck your bitch today 'Cause ye ain't bout that
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there
Jumped off the porch at eleven, I been bout it I'm gang gang I been Go Bin Laden on Talkin' all shit and we gon' have to talk to you in private block you in, we gon' spin around it Leave dead bodies, fuck zombies And you ain't bout that life, not the combat Take the cops advice and don't stop at Oh god I want it all, flight On the wall like And I ball like You on the like Spike Red All bout this bangin' We breakin' down cocaine and You better not be explainin' She say she 'bout that shit She love me if I hand her We slow and thinkin' quick You ain't about that gangsta shit,
I put them Os in the But ye ain't 'bout that Talk a whole brick of today But ye ain't 'bout there Got a that Muller on my wrist But ye 'bout that there You made me fuck bitch today ye ain't bout that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that
Bitch I'm still winnin', yeah it's like I got some dice That so and so I don't hit that bitch twice You heard about Ran off on the plug, him and they opened up his top like a muglite Posted in the spot, look like a zebra with these stripes out the Porsche like fuck The Source I ain't get them five mics a nigga better If you let a know the nigga Yeah, I hear the shit they It like a nigga slippin' I can make a hustle and I can make it rappin' On the gram with a pic, now a mean caption Now what you know about 36 I can it double, hoe They hit you you ballin' They don't see you you strugglin' tho
I put them Os in the But ye ain't 'bout that a whole brick of white today But ye ain't 'bout that Got a that on my wrist today But ye 'bout that there You made me your bitch today 'Cause ye ain't bout there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that Ye ain't that, ye ain't 'bout that there Ye 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that there Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there