Glizz2700 - Bout Ya (feat. Mat1k & antisocial3li)

(Aye Mat, they gon' like this one)
What's up
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
She stab me right in my back
Making that money all day you ain't gettin no racks
I was too high last night had to take me a nap
You gotta back up bitch yeah you gotta relax
Tell me Bout Ya'
Tell me Bout Ya'
I just wanna know
These n***** they broke the low, i gotta stay on the go
Why you think i keep sayin' go?
Doing this shit on my own i ain't worried bout you
Kickin' that bitch out, she gotta boot
She said she love my style, making her move
Bitch I been gettin money, this ain't nun new
We too different, we not the same
She only want me for my money
Yeah she keep grabbin' up on my chain
I gotta AK on my side i'm finna' let it blow, let it sang
He talkin' that shit bout' another nigga middle finger up
Yeah what do you gain?
These n***** ain't been thru my pain
Used to be up in da' rain
Diamonds they shine like Colgate
I don't know you, you know me
Fuckin' wit me cus I'm chosen
Rip D, my heart been broken yeah i been coping
Taking them pills all day and night
I really be hoping, don't die
Puttin' that boy in the sky
Rack on his head, finna die
Hop in da whip, finna ride
Stay lookin clean, no Tide
Me and my guys, Mob tide
Tryna be me, he tried
Up, Up, Up in a Lambo wit my twin this shit go zoom
Bullet gone burn so bad we gone have to sweep yo ass with a broom
You fuckin' wit me could you choose
Takin a dub i don't lose
Up ina Track hawk (who)
Talkin' that shit I'm like (who)
I don't really fuck wit' you dude

Written by:
Theo Geddies Jr

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