CLIP 2.7.5. - Write About It lyrics

Verse 1 - Clip275 I just gotta sit & write about it Dip my pen in the ink & i'm bout it Let em know when i roll im an outie Outcast, 4 O's for my crew, that's an Audi Long gra** what it do big b**bs in the lobby Bong pa** from my dude named Bobby Songs last like my last name, ash in the rap game, wild with my campaign, wildy E coyote, n***a Owe me n***a Say you stunt hard, then show me n***a Got a couple stacks i could flas in your face Then i got a couple more in a vault, in a safe Ole, tryna get a Role' For my guttah homies Bet im livin ok, naw im far from that, livin baked all day in housing Get paid everyday in thousands Shoutout to my n***a Renegade, 1000 Head chef make a n***a head rest, f** around n get left in the cut, wasabi? Sushi on the side with a lil Unagi Write about it dawg, we so about it dawg Let it circulate until the labels call The only thing i gotta say "im too paid for yall" Hook: All my life i been a rider Writer, rider, writer Expensive clothes & cars & diamonds.. Verse 2 - Dead Chef This poetry from a problem child From a problem home, even though im grown its problem now Oh well I may have broken a couple mirrors in my childhood So in every mirror i look i got my middle fingers up saying im good Cuz im great, i tell myself that everyday Cuz working like a slave is better than being in a grave Im tryna integrate, its good music & expensive taste Man you late Listening to wu tang while i get soufled all bout my creme brule Call me lui kang the way i kick it Always goin hard up in the paint lil dank Chef u sing? chef u insane Im dancing on the beat, bet your girl wanna dance on me Thats on E, but it wasn't me that slipped it in her drink You can blame mainstream & society, plz Hook