They ain’t bout nothing they pointless
My cut so sharp it need ointment
My fit so clean with no speck of lint
Can’t see in the whip cause the dark tint
In these Cartier frames I’m Clark Kent
How I’m a pimp but don’t walk with a limp?
I walk in watch how the room shift
She gonna blow me till I am a blimp
Hit an opp with the Drake, I’m Blem
Kirilenko in the truck, the Malfoy ready to dump
That b#tch like a tire, she keep getting pumped
She like my attire she ready the f#ck
But I’m not the type to think with my dick
Cause that lil b#tch prolly setting me up
He talking crazy he off thе molly
He get the bеats like EvilGiane
This ain’t 2K, Ronnie
No Bioshock, no would you kindly
Fake n#gg#s try to stay in the way
But all the real ones right beside me
Y’all like books with no text
Y’all ain’t bout nothing y’all sorry
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Lee HendriX$on Lyrics – Ain’t Bout Nun Freestyle