Lyrics Matt OX – Bout That Life
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Yeah, gang, ayy
We in the stu’ bruh
Working on Dying, OX Gang, you feel me
(I’m workin’ on dyin’) Gang, gang, yeah
You ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t ’bout that life
You ain’t rollin’ dice, you ain’t got no ice
You ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t ’bout that life
You ain’t rollin’ dice, you ain’t got no ice
Take yo’ love for ransom
And I’m sippin’ Fanta
Boutta get a platinum
Yo’ girl say I’m handsome
I’m a god damn bandit
Drop it, like it’s Madden
And you know we stackin’
But we never lackin’
I’ma stack up to the top
Stack it up ’til it drop
Watch out before you get chopped
And you know I got that guap
Gotta keep it on my side
Haters talkin’, they get rocked
All my homies got the Glock
Mess with me, you might get shot
All of my homies, they killers
So you better just chill before they make your blood spill
I swear to God, I’ll make a mil’
Stayin’ humble, stayin’ chill
‘Cause you know we keep it real
I don’t care how you feel
Cheddar on me, like a mil’
Damn, I gotta keep it trill, uh, yeah
They was talkin’ that smack
So I pushed it to the back
Diamonds hangin’ from my neck
Mess around, you might be wrapped
I got so much damn respect
When I’m out hittin’ licks
I will stack up ’til I’m rich
Cause I gotta keep it lit
I’ma make it out the trap
Workin’ hard, never slack
Gotta make it to the racks
No, I can’t find a back
But I’ll make it to the front
Diamonds on me, I’ma stunt
Gold chain, big bucks
And my gang finna run
You ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t ’bout that life
You ain’t rollin’ dice, you ain’t got no ice
You ain’t ’bout that life, you ain’t ’bout that life
You ain’t rollin’ dice, you ain’t got no ice
Pour lean in his place
Sippin’ lemonade
All your diamonds fake
Pull up at his face
I’ma run it up
He gon’ run away
He must know my name
I don’t play no games
My homies insane
And we can’t be tamed
Chillin’ with yo’ main
We gon’ make it rain
We gon’ let it bling
I don’t what they say, yeah
I got so much guap, yeah
I got so much paper