'Bout Me

[Intro] [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Mister Hood Nigga I'm good Ace Hood Face good Wish a nigga would Take this Bake this Feed it to the wolves A motherfucker should I'm beating like band wood That black flag swag is part of my man hood That pistol on that seat is just keeping your man good I'll pop his top like drops and can goods I'm gutter Tell you one thing about me I'm stuck to the green Like the coke to the fiends And if by all means Just pay me in all green Sprite chasing the promethezine, I'm on lean Ball Greez my dude, we goon your whole team I'm him them dangers ask your man mane Fifteen bottles of Rose and champagne Niggas they know the name and understand the game I know you see the chain It's We the Best the game [Hook] Bitch I'm ruthless Boy I'm a G And you don't know a motherfucking thing about me One thing about me I do it for the streets I do it for the killers and them young O.G's Tell you this about me (About me) About me (About me) I'm a G I'mma rock with that beat Tell you this about me (About me) About me (About me) I'ma keep that black flag on me Tell you that about me [Verse 2: Ballgreezy] I'ma stack my bread and fuck nigga's hoes Shoot dice, drink liquor, and sell dope Tote fire, stay fresh everywhere I go Pop pills and while I'm getting my goon on Pack extra clips, and get my suit on Ask bitch ass niggas who want to move wrong So if you got it on your mind let a nigga know So I could show you that the .9 send niggas home Other then that, the street niggas love Greez Even though they baby momma want to fuck me I'm one hundred about everything the boy do That's why the crowd behind me everywhere I move And you can tell by the swag Greez about money And I don't play no games when it's about money I do it for them young niggas that pop beams The hot boys with big stacks the cops see [Hook] [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Aye where my goons at? Where my G's at? Where them killers and them zoes staying so strapped? Broward County on the map, that's a known fact And when I talk back, people running four flat And night see the light, you can follow that I creep all black So strapped Fuck rap get your baby boy kidnapped Black flag, my rag got the wrist wrap Respect G, when I walk not a pen tap Because I'm me Who's he? We could end that Street nigga ain't no time for that chit chat I'm cold like Coronas in a 6-pack Ace Hood getting head like a ball cap One thing about me I don't call back Fall back, I'm addicted to the brown bag MC Hammer swag 'Can't touch that' [Hook]