Ace Hood - 'Bout Me lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Mister Hood n***a I'm good Ace Hood Face good Wish a n***a would Take this Bake this Feed it to the wolves A motherf**er should I'm beating like band wood That black flag swag is part of my man hood That pistol on that seat is just keeping your man good I'll pop his top like drops and can goods I'm gutter Tell you one thing about me I'm stuck to the green Like the coke to the fiends And if by all means Just pay me in all green Sprite chasing the promethezine, I'm on lean Ball Greez my dude, we goon your whole team I'm him them dangers ask your man mane Fifteen bottles of Rose and champagne n***as they know the name and understand the game I know you see the chain It's We the Best the game [Hook] b**h I'm ruthless Boy I'm a G And you don't know a motherf**ing thing about me One thing about me I do it for the streets I do it for the k**ers and them young O.G's Tell you this about me (About me) About me (About me) I'm a G I'mma rock with that beat Tell you this about me (About me) About me (About me) I'ma keep that black flag on me Tell you that about me [Verse 2: Ballgreezy] I'ma stack my bread and f** n***a's hoes Shoot dice, drink liquor, and sell dope Tote fire, stay fresh everywhere I go Pop pills and while I'm getting my goon on Pack extra clips, and get my suit on Ask b**h a** n***as who want to move wrong So if you got it on your mind let a n***a know So I could show you that the .9 send n***as home Other then that, the street n***as love Greez Even though they baby momma want to f** me I'm one hundred about everything the boy do That's why the crowd behind me everywhere I move And you can tell by the swag Greez about money And I don't play no games when it's about money I do it for them young n***as that pop beams The hot boys with big stacks the cops see [Hook] [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Aye where my goons at? Where my G's at? Where them k**ers and them zoes staying so strapped? Broward County on the map, that's a known fact And when I talk back, people running four flat And night see the light, you can follow that I creep all black So strapped f** rap get your baby boy kidnapped Black flag, my rag got the wrist wrap Respect G, when I walk not a pen tap Because I'm me Who's he? We could end that Street n***a ain't no time for that chit chat I'm cold like Coronas in a 6-pack Ace Hood getting head like a ball cap One thing about me I don't call back Fall back, I'm addicted to the brown bag MC Hammer swag 'Can't touch that' [Hook]