"We Bout To" lyrics

We bout to relocate to a whole other level
This year we got several
We bout to cut you off next year so don't feel special
We got the funds
We got the gas, it's in my lungs
Like we on a short bus lil bitch
I swear this time we going dumb

Like a police chase on GTA lil bitch I'm going fast
He was talking about me
He was talking about us
So I guess I'm on they ass
My lil cuz know none but that south side shit
He so ratchet, he ready to crash
I got none but blues
And none but drugs
And jewelry in my stash

I be talking bout some
You talking bout none
I'm pressed I hit the dash
She done hit me up about 5 times
I know she ready to smash
You was doubting on me
But now you gone see
Who built for and gone last
You was talking too much
You ran out of luck
So now we driving past

Creeping up with my mask
True jeans on my ass
Popped out and I went for it
And I came back with a bag
Smoking up on some OG
My shit old school like some jazz
This time we not slowing up
Go head tell them boys that we back

We bout to relocate to a whole other level
This year we got several
We bout to cut you off next year so don't feel special
We got the funds
We got the gas, it's in my lungs
Like we on a short bus lil bitch
I swear this time we going dumb

We bout to relocate to a whole other level
This year we got several
We bout to cut you off next year so don't feel special
We got the funds
We got the gas, it's in my lungs
Like we on a short bus lil bitch
I swear this time we going dumb