Tiing - What You About Lyrics

What you about yea
Cars, hoes
What you about yea
Designer clothes
What you about yea
Nothing Different
What you about yea
What you about yea
You and I not the same
Live life with no complaints
Get it popping like champagne
Topped with St. Germain
Drink sparkling water I'm Bourgeois
Disrespectful to groupies
Me and my wifey Bonnie and Clyde
All we getting is blue cheese
I don't do this for the fame
Molly with cocaine
Niggas think I'm a druggie
I be calling them niggas lame
I'm a hippie like Jimi I just live on a different plane
My third eye pave my way
Two I's when you say my name
Don't wear it out
The topic not money I probably don't care about
What's coming out your mouth
Momma said just hear them out
But everytime I listen all i hear is niggas bitchin
And talking about some clout
What you about yea
Cars, hoes
What you about yea
Designer clothes
What you about yea
Nothing Different
What you about yea
What you about yea
Me
That's all that I can be
And people that cant do that give me the heebie-geebies
You
Do shit that I won't do
Like flexing on the gram with your prada socks and gucci shoes
Feel like
This generation boastful
Feel like
I already did more than most do
Feel like
I don't brag guess I'm old school
But a nigga got the funk he got the soul groove
Don't wear it out
The topic not money I probably don't care about
What's coming out your mouth
Momma said just hear them out
But everytime I listen all i hear is niggas bitchin
And talking about some clout
What you about yea
Cars, hoes
What you about yea
Designer clothes
What you about yea
Nothing Different
What you about yea
What you about yea

What you about yea
Cars, hoes
What you about yea
Designer clothes
What you about yea
Nothing Different
What you about yea
What you about yea
You and I not the same
Live life with no complaints
Get it popping like champagne
Topped with St. Germain
Drink sparkling water I'm Bourgeois
Disrespectful to groupies
Me and my wifey Bonnie and Clyde
All we getting is blue cheese
I don't do this for the fame
Molly with cocaine
Niggas think I'm a druggie
I be calling them niggas lame
I'm a hippie like Jimi I just live on a different plane
My third eye pave my way
Two I's when you say my name
Don't wear it out
The topic not money I probably don't care about
What's coming out your mouth
Momma said just hear them out
But everytime I listen all i hear is niggas bitchin
And talking about some clout
What you about yea
Cars, hoes
What you about yea
Designer clothes
What you about yea
Nothing Different
What you about yea
What you about yea
Me
That's all that I can be
And people that cant do that give me the heebie-geebies
You
Do shit that I won't do
Like flexing on the gram with your prada socks and gucci shoes
Feel like
This generation boastful
Feel like
I already did more than most do
Feel like
I don't brag guess I'm old school
But a nigga got the funk he got the soul groove
Don't wear it out
The topic not money I probably don't care about
What's coming out your mouth
Momma said just hear them out
But everytime I listen all i hear is niggas bitchin
And talking about some clout
What you about yea
Cars, hoes
What you about yea
Designer clothes
What you about yea
Nothing Different
What you about yea
What you about yea