WHAT'S THAT BOUT

Aye, I just got up in my bag bag now uh
Ni**as really talking like they bout that cash now
I'm just tryna get it uh oh
I'm just tryna get it yea
Run up in yo stash
We run in yo stash house
Niggas really talking we gon see what's that bout
We gon see what's that bout (Yea/Yea)

I cannot forgive this is what we wanted
Uh, really nites like this
Remember all those times I ain't fall for yo shit
You really out of line when I call pick up quick
Ain't no running back cuz it's over this is it
I flooded out my patek see them stones in my wrist
Tell em run it back we gon blow we gon live
You only got one life better show em what it is

I'm feeling yo style when you walk
I'm feeling yo smile when you talk
I'm feeling yo style when you walk
Cuz if you really want it girl
Tell me if you want it like this
Pull up in that Benz you know in that white jit
Cuz When we go 200 you suck it just like this
& you really tell me you like it you like it
I've been fckn with your swag
You always in your bag

Mmmmmm mhmmmm yea yea
Was you think bout it

Mm, 02 Coupe Doors Riding In That 2-4 Bentley Truck
& You know we gon DO MORE AND TALK LESS
& I got a fucking new jit she a big flex
With that big a*s Cuban glistening on her neck
Yea she always chase a bag cuz she really bout a check
We just tryna see a milli we wanna see what's next

I gotta ride around it I'm tryna find it find it
Gotta find these niggas but ain't no other option
Cuz they ain't tryna find me bodies dropping
So who gon stop it?
I turn them dreams to reality so who gon stop it?
I see you hating on the gram cuz I kno you be watching
Yea you all up in our biz and all up in our pockets
We know you plotting ain't no way to stop this
Bet not run up lil boy or we'll take your life
Bet go tell them little n*ggas we ain't playing right