BOUT IT Lyrics

I've been doin' my thing, I've been stackin' on my own

Ain't been swervin' out my lane, yeah, yeah

I've been tryna get that dough, ain't got patience for no hoe

Or no bitches that ain't grown, yeah, yeah

And I don't really wanna talk about it

Got that body long, stretch it out before I step up out it, yeah

Shit, I ain't even really stressin' bout it

Got my money long, I'm the one so I be flexin' bout it

Yeah I'm just tryna do my thing, now

I've been ballin', all these niggas know my name, now

Way I bring the heat, I'm lookin' like D-Wade, now

I want it all, but I don't really want the fame, no

I've been grindin' hard, tryna make these millions

Tryna stack it up, stack it to the ceiling

Rich off pain, I just hope somebody listen

Gain on gains, I just hope you see the vision

Said I'm just tryna make these dividends

Don't know why y'all misuse my name, then try to make amends

Truth is, I just need these bands, no, I don't need no friends

I need to make these diamonds dance and run it up again

I've been doin' my thing, I've been stackin' on my own

Ain't been swervin' out my lane, yeah, yeah

I've been tryna get that dough, ain't got patience for no hoe

Or no bitches that ain't grown, yeah, yeah

And I don't really wanna talk about it

Got that body long, stretch it out before I step up out it, yeah

Shit, I ain't even really stressin' bout it

Got my money long, I'm the one so I be flexin' bout it

Yeah, Young nigga from the east, from the east side

I've been blowin' trees and throwin' peace signs

I've been cookin' that heat, ain't got no B-signs

It's been a long time, but this time I feel it, yeah

I'm tryna catch me some flights, ain't catchin' feelings, yeah

I'm tryna hop in the coupe like it ain't nothin' new

And then buy a crib for the dukes down west in Malibu

Pullin' up with that Range, now we been ballin' out

Give em somethin' to hate on, somethin' to talk about

You tryna hop on a wave, no, don't be drownin' out

Give a fuck what they say, no, I just drown it out

I've been doin' my thing, I've been stackin' on my own

Ain't been swervin' out my lane, yeah, yeah

I've been tryna get that dough, ain't got patience for no hoe

Or no bitches that ain't grown, yeah, yeah

And I don't really wanna talk about it

Got that body long, stretch it out before I step up out it, yeah

Shit, I ain't even really stressin' bout it

Got my money long, I'm the one so I be flexin' bout it