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Bout It
17
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bout It was released on March 14, 2024 by SOLO Inc. as a part of the album Bout It - Single
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Release DateMarch 14, 2024
LabelSOLO Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Solomon
Nathan Solomon
Songwriter
Benjamin Cooligan
Benjamin Cooligan
Songwriter

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 **** 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 **** 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
Written by: Benjamin Cooligan, Nathan Solomon
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