Bout Dat lyrics

by

Kanye West


(chintwo on the beat)

[Verse 1: Yung Dutch]
I'm a youngin' on my grind
On a different type of time
You can tell by the watch I carry around
Hundred rounds in a clip, I let it bang
Your hoe, she in my crib, she gave me brain
She wrapped around my neck just like my gold chain
Feelin' like a villain lately, like KD
Three five on my hip and I get crazy
I be off the xans now I'm feelin' lazy
You boys ain't on my level, yeah
Can't contain me
I won on one little b*tch you can't replace me

[Hook: Yung Dutch]
YHM you know we bout dat sh*t, yuh
YHM you know we bout dat sh*t, yuh
YHM you know we bout dat sh*t, yuh
Your mans can't even f*ck with this, nah

[Verse 2: Yung Dutch]
I've been getting to the bag since I was young
I stack my bread up, you know just so I could stunt
Rolling straight loud but I don't pass the blunt
Young Kobe on them, I be jocking all these haters
I don't get no one shot cause I'm chasing all this paper
Rolled up in your Beemer, took your hoe, I'll see you later
She banging for attention, she a clout chaser
That hoe told me she only like ball players

[Hook: Yung Dutch]
YHM you know we bout dat sh*t, yuh
YHM you know we bout dat sh*t, yuh
YHM you know we bout dat sh*t, yuh
Your mans can't even f*ck with this, no

[Verse 3: Yung Dutch]
If you not my gang, I don't wanna talk to you
Your b*tch stuck on me like I am crazy glue (gang, gang)
You say you was into me so whatchu wanna do
Yeah she got a man, but he ain't got no clue
She be f*cking for the xans man and I'm the xan man
f*cked her with my socks on, but she got her top on
Living life like a rockstar
On the run like I'm a trackstar

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