Fredo Bang - Bout It lyrics

[Intro: Kuttem Reese] Ay, I'm that young ni**a coming straight out the hood, on God Straight out the hood Straight out the O (Straight out the O?) [Chorus: Kuttem Reese] ni**a, you got it, blast it Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do? ni**a I'm bound to blast it (On God) ni**a stop textin', ni**a slide (Slide) ni**as be hurt when they homeboys died They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide Check the stats, ni**a said he did something to Reese? ni**a who the fu*k is that? ni**a, you got it, blast it Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do? ni**a I'm bound to blast it (On God) ni**a stop textin', ni**a slide (Slide) ni**as be hurt when they homeboys died They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide Check the stats, ni**a said he did something to Reese? ni**a who the fu*k is that? [Verse 1: Kuttem Reese] Okay I get it You just say my name, and I guess the fame come with it I'ma make you famous, [?] armed and dangerous He don't even speak my language Sak pase? Coolant kits on [?] they get too hot when they spray My shooter gon' [?], my ni**a talk that's a different meaning I fly shots in this b*tch, get to squeezin' Eyes bloodshot red feeling like a demon Went and brought a 'Cat but it drive like a demon Two lil' girls, my world, my cement I die, I'm gon' [?], he ain't beating it One club, hundred straps in one club That can don't do dubs (Skrrrt) Let's skrrt, top in the trunk [Chorus: Kuttem Reese] ni**a, you got it, blast it Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do? ni**a I'm bound to blast it (On God) ni**a stop textin', ni**a slide (Slide) ni**as be hurt when they homeboys died They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide Check the stats, ni**a said he did something to Reese? ni**a who the fu*k is that? ni**a, you got it, blast it Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do? ni**a I'm bound to blast it (On God) ni**a stop textin', ni**a slide (Slide) ni**as be hurt when they homeboys died They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide Check the stats, ni**a said he did something to Reese? ni**a who the fu*k is that? [Verse 2: Fredo Bang] Pull up wrong I'm blasting, big ape I'm about that action Internet beef, he get turned to a caption D4L, he play I'm snappin' ni**as be scared when I step outside He can make a diss, but he never gon' slide If my dog just scared, I'ma cut my ties If he hop in that whip, he ain't leaving that ride We ballin' ni**as up like Play-Doh I be laughing, but I really don't play though Longshot a ni**a like Melo, I was high off a pill I was mellow These sticks be cuttin' like knives Tryna kill, why you closin' your eyes? Step back this body he [?] I'll leave a ni**a bloody like 5 [Chorus: Kuttem Reese] ni**a, you got it, blast it Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do? ni**a I'm bound to blast it (On God) ni**a stop textin', ni**a slide (Slide) ni**as be hurt when they homeboys died They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide Check the stats, ni**a said he did something to Reese? ni**a who the fu*k is that? ni**a, you got it, blast it Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do? ni**a I'm bound to blast it (On God) ni**a stop textin', ni**a slide (Slide) ni**as be hurt when they homeboys died They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide Check the stats, ni**a said he did something to Reese? ni**a who the fu*k is that?