Bout It (feat. Rico 2 Smoove, Conspiracy & Jobi Locs) - Roxy

Gotta be 'bout it Cook that shit up, Quay Gotta be 'bout it Gotta be 'bout it I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Gotta be 'bout it, 'bout it Gotta be 'bout it, 'bout it Bitch, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Yeah She say she fuckin' on me tonight Gonna suck on that D with ice, ayy Pussy nice and tight tonight Doin' up brain and pipe Said she 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Oh is you 'bout it? Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Yeah, killin' the pussy Bitch I got bodies on bodies Yeah, cook it up, cook it up Bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it ('Bout it, yeah) 'Bout it, 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Young bitch thinkin' I'm from 'luminati Deposit I made in my closet At random I posed the body Yeah, then if I came in your body (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Bodies on bodies Got bodies on bodies, got bodies on bodies, yeah Don't tell nobody Don't tell nobody, don't tell nobody, yeah Get booted up, pull up and pipe her Catch a body like I'm a real lifer (Boom) In the city like I'm the dice Take a gamble, come play with your life Is you 'bout it? (Is you 'bout it?) Bitch, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it (I'm 'bout it, 'bout it) That Rol' on my wrist, that Lil Yachty (Ice) Beat the pussy like Mr. Miyagi They make crack like, they fill pack like, then like Master P we wanna joog Findin' bodies, catchin' bodies way 'fore Boyz n the Hood (Uh) Fuck the 12 here and the chop hop us up there And that 4-4 they keep on the shelves (Whoa) I'm gonna fuck on that ho, ain't gonna tell She say she fuckin' on me tonight Gonna suck on that D with ice, ayy Pussy nice and tight tonight Doin' up brain and pipe Said she 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Oh is you 'bout it? Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Yeah, killin' the pussy Bitch I got bodies on bodies Yeah, cook it up, cook it up Bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it ('Bout it, yeah) 'Bout it, 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Roll up a burner inside it Pull up and fuck it, no coughin' She suck on the D, need a rubber That pussy be drippin' like water Yeah, she came out of Canada She fresh off a banana boat No Tony Montana (Yeah, yeah) Made that bitch eat a cantaloupe (Eat it up, eat it up) Put that boot in her bootyhole Make her leak out her panties (Leak, leak) Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it (Oh, is you 'bout it) Got dick like a Xanny (Yeah) I fuck from the back with a cannon Lil' mama got nipple like Janet On Super Bowl winnin' all Grammys In the kitchen I trap like the candy Oh is you 'bout it? I'm poppin' a Perc while she panic When she busts she do it dramatic Got a 4-4 that shoot automatic Got them Benjamins stacked for your habits Dolce Gabbana and dabbin' Make her spit on the dick, make it nasty Make her spit on the dick, make it nasty She say she fuckin' on me tonight Gonna suck on that D with ice, ayy Pussy nice and tight tonight Doin' up brain and pipe Said she 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Oh is you 'bout it? Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Yeah, killin' the pussy Bitch I got bodies on bodies Yeah, cook it up, cook it up Bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it ('Bout it, yeah) 'Bout it, 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Lil' bitch I'm 'bout it, 'bout it

Actin' like you showin' love Actin' like you showin' Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it By these snakes, I'm surrounded And I really feel some type of way about it I never crack, always stay grounded But I know you not a thousand And I really feel some type of way about it No, you never really had my back but I was just childish Now I know you're not about it And I feel some way about it Now I'm on the road now I'm makin' thousands And I'm gettin' well-rounded And I hope you feel some type of way about it Can't trust not one of 'em, not a nigga or a women Be wary of the ones who act down but really be up to somethin I ain't perfect, I don't judge nothin', but fake vibes gotta run from it Duck from it, no love from it, your brother don't come from it Can't get a call, not a what's up, nothin' Was on the cloth and now you cut from it Hope your face lookin' like you cut onions I got the gas, 91 pumpin', bitch stressed out so I been juicin' Name a struggle, I been through it, Don't forget 'cause you can't use it Gotta go through it just to get to it, I swear, can't skip through it To be a boss you gotta serve, niggas gotta lotta nerve Ain't tryna put in the work but tryna eat all my dessert Kick them niggas to the curb, women tryna get a purse But you gon get what you deserve, skrr, niggas gon' live and learn Niggas gon' 'X' themselves out, look at my ex, she stressed out Don't look at the text she sends out, ain't got a hand to lend out Do me right, you won't get left out, tryna confess now She hopin' I become the best out But you just Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it By these snakes, I'm surrounded And I really feel some type of way about it I never crack, always stay grounded But I know you not a thousand And I really feel a type of way about it No, you never really had my back, but I was just childish Now I know you're not about it And I feel some way about it Now I'm on the road, now I'm makin' thousands And I'm gettin' well-rounded And I hope you feel some type of way about it You feel some way, I know you feel some way (feel some way) Tryna hide that shit but it's Showin' all on your face, you want my place You-, you want this life, and you wanna eat of my plate (you) Nigga peepin' everything, a nigga seein' everything I just might not it say, that's how I play 'Cause you don't respect my presence And I don't speak to no peasant It don't even gettin' nowhere, you learned your lesson Today already learned that lesson I'ma keep pushin', yeah, I just keep pushin' Act like you don't see me but I know your still lookin' So I'ma keep ballin', fake niggas keep fallin' I blocked my ex 'cause she wouldn't stop callin' Oh she wouldn't stop callin' Actin' like you showin' love I know you feel some way You won't stop callin' Actin' like you showin' love Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it By these snakes, I'm surrounded And I really feel some type of way about it I never crack, always stay grounded But I know you not a thousand And I really feel some type of way about it No, you never really had my back, but I was just childish Now I know you're not about it And I feel some way about it Now I'm on the road, now I'm makin' thousands And I'm gettin' well-rounded And I hope you feel some type of way about it