What About You

Okay, cool (Okay, bool)
I got some guns, what 'bout you?
(What 'bout) i got cash, what 'bout you?
(What 'bout you?)
I got some bitches that fuckin' for free
What about you? (What 'bout you?)
I got some killers that shootin' for me
What about you? (What 'bout you?)
You only get one in from me, I double to you
The lies that I told you not ears
I'm saving the truth
I promise to never get old
I'm saving the youth
(I'm saving the youth)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm holding it down
You dig what I'm sayin'? I got
Niggas buried in the ground (In the ground)
I swing with the butt of the gun
This not a playground (I swing with the gun)
I said
Just 'cause I don't have no squares
Don't mean I play 'round
(I don't have no squares)
Yeah, she suck on the dick and she
Sniffing it out like a hound
(Just like a dog) hop on the jet
Touch down with seventeen pounds (Dig)
Wherever you're from, throw it up
I'm throwing it down
I got a plastic FN and it weigh four pounds

My neck and mouth stay frozen right now
Yeah, I got a bad bitch in braids
She not in no nightgown yeah, man
I'm taking risks while I race to the racks
And I lit the Backwood up
It sound like it got Tourettes
Cool off to the gram and it look like a vet
Man
New spot at the place wit' the basement
What's happenin' i got paid for six racks
He's hateful in that
Yeah, I got diamonds, they blind you
Which hazel with that
I love fire with the Glock
Like I didn't think to
I'm finna get my cartoon, Rip van Winkle
Amiri's, four racks
They can't rip and wrinkle
Amiri's, four racks
They can't rip and wrinkle

I get racks, okay, cool (Okay, bool)
I got some guns, what 'bout you?
(What 'bout you?)
I got cash, what 'bout you?
(What 'bout you?)
I got some bitches that fuckin' for free
What about you? (What about you?)
I got some killers that shootin' for me
What about you?
You only get one in from me, I double to you
The lies that I told you not ears
I'm saving the truth
I promise to never get old
I'm saving the youth
(I'm saving the youth)