Germ - BOUT IT lyrics

B- B- BIG LOS ON THE TRACK BOY! [Hook x4] b**h I'm 'bout it 'bout it, b**h I'm 'bout it 'bout it [Verse 1: GERM] Screaming s** it when I'm in my bucket (f** it) Liquor chugging blunts until I'm bugging Ducking poser rocking Thrasher hoodies I'm a broke ba*tard that takes cookies And I'm lurking swervin' on medicine f** a DUI, I'm on bath salts Talking doubles knockin' bumpas off of momma' SUV cuz I'm thuggin' Burn a cop the block hot Baghdad snapchats and crackpacks Give me my money, yeah b**h I need that Lay on my bath floor until my mind give me feedback Duckin' buckin' f**in' n***as up Gold teeth match the gold trim on my OE f** you im rowdy and ugly im moody and loony Beat a b**h up like I'm Dooney Set a blank go riding bustin' like bank all James Franco on blow With a fat hoe, clack me a b**h leave a white tee rojo You know how it go [x4] [Verse 2: GERM] I'm in a mom and pop, one stop shop Waving Glocks, getting busy I'm on my Chris Breezy beating biddies up in your city It's nothing - I don't give a f** about a b**h I'll peddle dope Skate, f** hoes and spark loosies up with my .44 [Hook x6] (First 4 are slowed down) [Verse 3: GERM] Getting loose sipping 'hundred proof Knocking bullsh** at ugly lil b**hes' deuce But its nothing n***a Man this f**in' n***a gotta problem with it then front it n***a Ugly, angry and jaded, faded bakin' vacant complacent Raidin' churches swervin' in hearses tossing burners on worthless Kirkland's Molotovs in a pack 'mon tear them walls down like reggae The KK that good yay, on my pay day then its time to lay With the AK broad day, fear the f**ing llama Boss like Rick Ross, but no molly I'm a jolly n***a When the liquor hit me I'm a garbage n***a [Hook x4]