About U Lyrics - D.r.a.m.

[Intro: Valee] 

And I'm so for real about you 

[Verse 1: Valee] 

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 

ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney 

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 

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[Chorus: Valee] 

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) 

[Verse 2: Valee] 

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 

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[Chorus: Valee] 

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) 

[Verse 3: DRAM] 

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 'cause my palms gettin' that itch again 

I can't rub it off, pink molly look like 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 

Ain't this what you think, but what you think is not my business 

No, it's not at all, ay, ay 

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, al I know is grind and gettin' it 

I done seen so many fuckin' commas from my penmanship 

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

For the love of music and the Benjamins, year 

[Chorus: Valee] 

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) 

[Outro: Valee] 

W-wanna stack up your Benjamins 

W-wanna stack up your Benjamins 

ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney