Really Bout It ft. Daveinthebuildin Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
D-Daveinthebuildin
Yea, my fault bro my phone cut out but yea, this shit gon' be hard bro no cap
Nah you good, I was just talking about the cover and shit
Hell yeah, fasho man, niggas ain't even ready for this bitch, you feel me
Nah cause that first song and shit, crazy
I'm saying, like my nigga you was flowing on that bitch, though, not even gon' cap to you, hell yeah
(Yeah) Said I'm really 'bout it
How the fuck is you gon' talk if you ain't really 'bout it? (what?)
She put her crib on GPS I had to reroute it (yeah)
And she be texting me all type of shit ain't read 'bout it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Heard that she going crazy I just wanna see about it (see)
Saying that he gon' blaze me, I guess we'll see about it (we gon' see)
And this shit it don't phase me, told you that I be about it (I be about it)
Take this shit to the grave, talking to my team about it, yeah (yeah)
And I'm walking 'round with stacks, man I got the cash (bah)
This designer on my sneaks, ain't no black cat (yuh)
Walking 'round with my bitch, and her ass fat (woah)
Promise you, I will get rich, and that's a fat, fact (yeah)
Said I'm getting to the racks, I don't need a map (nah)
I cannot fuck with no rats, man you niggas cap (ew)
Me and Dave we got the straps, man we got the gat (grrah)
Told her "hop up on my lap while I swerve the Scat" (brrrr)
Scat Pack bitch and it's all black, yuh
I'm not average, she never saw that, yuh
I'm a savage, I'm savage, I'm tag-less (Ok)
Going sad, go out sad, man they calloused (what?)
Sometimes man I feel like singing, sometimes man I feel like blinging
Man yo bitch she steady ringing on my phone she like a demon
She be texting me like she don't know shit and I know she scheming
Hopping in the whip, stars in the Wraith I' m steady dreaming (woah)
From the mitten but I sing it like a nigga from the A (yeah)
Are you kidding girl you know I got the racks you know I'm paid (Ok)
Me and Dave we got the ice all on our necks like it's the age (ice, ice)
Told her "girl I can't be yours I'm YRG shoutout to Rage" (woah)
Always thinking big, no I cannot do no min wage (no)
Told her come right to the spot, and I'll meet you midway (yeah)
Swerve the coupe right off the lot, I'm gonna go get lit today
Me and Dave we in our spot
Counting racks we counting cake (ha-ha)
Said I'm really 'bout it (yeah)
How the fuck is you gon' talk if you ain't really 'bout it? (what?)
She put her crib on GPS I had to reroute it (yeah)
And she be texting me all type of shit ain't read 'bout it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Heard that she going crazy I just wanna see about it (see)
Saying that he gon' blaze me, I guess we'll see about it (we gon' see)
And this shit it don't phase me, told you that I be about it (I be about it)
Take this shit to the grave, talking to my team about it, yeah (yeah)