[Verse 1]

I walk up in your spot I'm leaving with my hands full

Your bitch top me off she leaving with a mouth full

I'm the type that's always looking at the glass full

I'm the type to count my blessings I'm so thankful

Straight up out the city, flipping packs it's regular

If you need it quickly hit me on my cellular

I know some niggas hate coz I'm just too non chalant

But they ain't never been cruising out in [?]

Catch me in a seven fifty in the fast lane

Bitch told me she loved when she see the cash came

But how you rolling with me, you ain't got no passport

Wasn't with me back when all I had was transport

Now they know my size when I walk up in the store

You should see her eyes when them singles hit the floor

Pulling down her panties we ain't even reach the door

Show me all she got to offer, told her gimme more

[Chorus]

You ain't really bout it, you just fronting for the camera

You don't really want it nigga hit you with the hammer

Plotting all summer now I'm waiting for the come up

Twenties fifties hundreds yeah I'm waiting for the counter

You ain't really bout it, you just fronting for the camera

You don't really want it nigga hit you with the hammer

Plotting all summer now I'm waiting for the come up

Twenties fifties hundreds yeah I'm waiting for the counter

Lil nigga why you playing, you know this a mans sport

You know I got the aim shooting from the half court

I said it was a [?] couple grams short

I smoke about a ounce, crumbs on the dashboard

I just hit a lick and now I'm on the move

Said he got a plug and he gon introduce me

Said he got the work and I'm the one to stretch it

Said he got a play and I'm the one to catch it

I wonder if it's talking if it's all a set up

Should I go by myself or should I call the fellas

But I been riding solo, I've been on my own shit

If it's that funny business, hit em with the chrome quick

[?] since I was young, she fucked me [?]

Said she was coming in it [?] we should get back

I ain't the type of playa who be working backwards

The way she sucked my dick she probably get my passwords

Hit it from the back and tell her switch up the position

You only fucking with me for the facial recognition

See me on the stage then she wanted my attention

When you on the stage that's when we go on intermission

[Chorus]

You ain't really bout it, you just fronting for the camera

You don't really want it nigga hit you with the hammer

Plotting all summer now I'm waiting for the come up

Twenties fifties hundreds yeah I'm waiting for the counter

You ain't really bout it, you just fronting for the camera

You don't really want it nigga hit you with the hammer

Plotting all summer now I'm waiting for the come up

Twenties fifties hundreds yeah I'm waiting for the counter

I walk up in your spot I'm leaving with my hands full

Your bitch top me off she leaving with a mouth full

I'm the type that's always looking at the glass full

I'm the type to count my blessings I'm so thankful