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- Troy Ave I'M Bout It 歌詞
- Troy Ave
- I know its been a while since you heard it like this
The boy cant miss rolex on the wrist
Bezel on bread bout time the real returned we still exist
Now you wear those return it when you was at risk
Tight jeans for boys wasnt popular
Unless you was in the boys man stop it bruh
Too much fashion rats sayin this and that
No clothes in facts everybodys in the trap
But they aint never sold no drugs for really though
Cause they was dead broke in they first video
Youtube dont lie sort it like numbers
I been getting money for the past eight summers
Bought a benz all cash ho picked up a hummer
And think we wasnt even twenty-oner
Thats not a word now you know how I feel when these absurd
Rappers talk about things that never occurred
Damn it the nerve you aint never brandished a bird
Or guns on your enemies and gave them what they deserve
Let a nigga try me they die b
Aint nothing sweet I be on it like diabetes
Giving shots was giving props
Sometimes I had to take them in the form of blocks
Properly buy and sell like monopoly
No top hat top back and she toppin me
She being a vixen all-star attender
Cake like my birthday thats in November
23 Im a sage Im a swerve
Whole lot of horsepower parkin on the curb
Hoes want to floss out a coupe wit a bird
Call that the porsche power meetin every word
I do this might change my name to Brutus
Cut down the beef now the money flow fluid
Bunch of louis luggage still your boy never trip
Getting chips so its only right I come through all dripped
Oppies get the lip and get to hold entire clip
Dont start nothing and it wont be no shit
Im bout it Im bout it Im bout it Im bout it Im bout it
Im bout it and I have no limit when I give it like uhh
We made yeah motherf**kers we made
I cant believe this shit
A hundred on the wrist two hundred on the neck
Yo five on the whip three mill I up in escrow
I been flippin bricks nas was called esco
Lets go on me like a nigga on death row
Out of range shots in niggas the broads steppin on drape
Then the popped the cs from lebanon
Joe been a don shit is realer than you think
Still aint seen a nigga dive in a pool in a mink
F**k you done to that shit that aint really chinchilla
This is joey crack shit aint a nigga been realer
And Im bout it bout it everyday three burners
Dare touch the powder or you gon see murder
Ever had a bitch bustin off from giving head
Woke up in the ritz ten bitches in the bed
Niggas rockin jordans but you aint never meet the brother
You aint that important shit oscar got his beeper
American cartel never leave a witness
Everythin must go like youre goin out of business
Trips to dubai bedrooms on the first class
Showers in the sky reminiscenin on my first pet
Far as projects tryin to get it all off
You get it white you get it soft its cold
Bunch of louis luggage still your boy never trip
Getting chips so its only right come all dripped
Oppies get the lip and get to hold entire clip
Dont start nothing and it wont be no shit
Im bout it Im bout it Im bout it Im bout it Im bout it
Im bout it and I have no limit when I give it like uhh
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