Something Bout Me

Yeah Yeah (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) ayy Let me tell you niggas lil' somethin' 'bout me Yeah, I got nine cars, they don't need no key Glock on my side, I be ridin' through the streets I be gettin' to the money, I got need for speed Yeah, I don't fuck with pigs, but I still eat beef Young niggas masked up like we from the Middle East Yeah, young niggas with it, yeah, young niggas spinnin' your block They don't even know how to creep Yeah, let the chopper sing like TLC Yeah, big chains soundin' like bells on me Just told this hoe she ain't worth 50 cent, bitch, you know I'm a P-I-M-P If I see this shit, I want it, I get it, nigga, I ain't got time for no lease Snub-nose revolver in my pocket, I shoot like Scottie Pippin Bitch, I'm ballin', big, big business Got my own whips, I ain't doin' no rentin' I cut the bitch off, I ain't doin' no trickin' Hoe, tie your shoes, lil' bitch, you trippin' Don't get me wrong, I can show you how to get it Show you how to stack it, show you how to flip it Don't get me wrong, I can show you how to get it Show you how to stack it, show you how to flip it (ayy) Talkin' 'bout money, then you know I'm listenin' Money keep talkin' like, "Glock, come get me" Just left Wafi and I spent 250 Shit, shoulda bought a Continental Bentley Just left Wafi and I spent 250 Shit, shoulda bought a Continental Bentley Ayy, I love my gang and fuck who against it I just dropped a hundred on the Cutthroat pendant Let me tell you niggas lil' somethin' 'bout me I'm a self-made nigga, never had an OG You can ask my grandma, ask my cousin You can ask my teacher, you can ask the street (yeah) I just be in the cut, so don't get cut, you know I'm cut, they cut on me I just be in the cut, so don't get cut, you know I'm cut, they cut on me Let me tell you niggas lil' somethin' 'bout me Yeah, I got nine cars, they don't need no key Glock on my side, I be riding through the streets I be gettin' to the money, I got need for speed Yeah, I don't fuck with pigs, but I still eat beef Young niggas masked up like we from the Middle East Yeah, young niggas with it, yeah, young niggas spinnin' your block They don't even know how to creep (skrrt) Yeah, real drank sipper, I don't fight my sleep Yeah, real hustler, sell shells on the beach Yeah, I'm the G.O.A.T., baby, and these other niggas sheep Yeah, shootin' like Kyrie if a nigga reach Yeah, I'm the G.O.A.T., niggas rats, I can hear 'em squeakin' Ayy, let me borrow your bitch for the weekend Jumped out the back of the Maybach, geekin' Spilled some drank on my Amiris tweakin' Damn, I love my cup like Weezy Ball so hard, this shit here easy New car, new watch for no reason Shorty suck it like she teethin' .40 have a nigga leakin' Money talk, you niggas speechless Money talkin', big Glock speakin' (ayy, ayy) Money talkin', big Glock speakin' (ayy) Let me tell you niggas lil' somethin' 'bout me Yeah, I got nine cars, they don't need no key Glock on my side, I be ridin' through the streets I be gettin' to the money, I got need for speed Yeah, I don't fuck with pigs, but I still eat beef Young niggas masked up like we from the Middle East Yeah, young niggas with it, yeah, young niggas spinnin' your block They don't even know how to creep Let me tell you niggas lil' somethin' 'bout me Yeah, I got nine cars, they don't need no key Glock on my side, I be ridin' through the streets I be gettin' to the money, I got need for speed Yeah, I don't fuck with pigs, but I still eat beef Young niggas masked up like we from the Middle East Yeah, young niggas with it, yeah, young niggas spinnin' your block They don't even know how to creep