About U - Valee, D.R.A.M.

I poured up a six again

With a bad, bad bitch again

Ain’t no tellin' what she on

When, when we done with this again

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Find a bitch that’s thick like this again

I congratulate you on my own

Buy designer shit like this again

Hope you not tryna run up, ‘cause then

I won’t hesitate to shoot this bitch

All this dope I got, all this dope I got

It still ain’t as dope as you

Still ain’t as dope as you

Hit the streets, stay out

Sip that lean, knockout

Fuck that bitch, lay out (Oh, oh)

And I’m so for real about you (I'm for real about you)

And I’m so for real about you (So for real about you)

And I’m so for real about you (So for real about you)

I won’t go nowhere without you (Go nowhere without you)

W-wanna stack up your Benjamins

But you can’t get set back and shit

So you caught a flat on your Benz again

Dropped it off, got it fixed again

Versace draws on your bitch again

Got her on her paws like a pit again

Ran off on your plug, oh you did him in

Oh nah, she ain’t from here, she not citizen

(Not from here at all)

All this guap I got, all this guap I got

I just might throw it on you

Just might throw it on you

Gave my son all my 10s again

Savin' all his ones again

Taught him how to shoot a nine

Walked in Gucci, bought a nine in men’s

Hit the streets, stay out

Sip that lean, knockout

Fuck that bitch, lay out (Oh, oh)

And I’m so for real about you (I'm for real about you)

And I’m so for real about you (So for real about you)

And I’m so for real about you (So for real about you)

I won’t go nowhere without you (Go nowhere without you)

Made my old bottom bitch my bottom bitch again

Got her back addicted to my wisdom and this dick again

I got rich two times in one lifetime, finna get rich again

Think it’s ‘bout that time because my palms gettin' that itch again

I can’t rub it off, pink molly look like raw chicken skin

If you see me grindin' up my teeth, I’m on that thizz again

If you see a ho walkin' with me, we friends with benefits

Bitch it’s what you think, but what you think is not my business

No, it’s not at all, ayy, ayy

All this guap, all this drip, watch it drop on your bitch

I get paid a scholarship, just for playing colleges

School of hard knocks, big facts, that part

Pools of Wockhardt, my heart won’t start

Sentiment, I don’t really show it, all I know is grind and get it in

I done seen so many fuckin' commas for my penmanship

I’ma keep my left hand to that pad ‘til it fall off

For the love of music and the Benjamins, uh

Hit the streets, stay out

Sip that lean, knockout

Fuck that bitch, lay out (Oh, oh)

And I’m so for real about you (I'm for real about you)

And I’m so for real about you (So for real about you)

And I’m so for real about you (So for real about you)

I won’t go nowhere without you (Go nowhere without you)

W-wanna stack up your Benjamins

W-wanna stack up your Benjamins

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