Doe Boy - Ain't Bout Nun lyrics
Cotrell Dennard
[Doe Boy - Ain't Bout Nun lyrics]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up (Go, go, go)
Let's go (Go, go, go) go, go (Go, go, go)
Go, go (Go, go, go) let's go
You want war, bitch, I want duck
It ain't 'bout none (Doe Beezy)
My ice on, you ain't gon' touch
It ain't 'bout none (Fool)
If I want her, then I'm fuckin'
Ain't 'bout none (Come here, baby)
What you want? Ain't got no budget
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Oh, really?)
Who talk 'bout somethin'? It
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Think I'm playin'?)
Bitch, I walk up in the spot up in the spot
Clutchin' (Bop, bop, who want smoke?)
If I want her, then I'm fuckin'
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Come here, baby)
Spend that shit, ain't got no budget
Ain't 'bout nothin'
(What you want? Freebandz)
Rich like a ball player
Bragger and a boaster (Doe Beezy)
I ain't sweet like Pillsbury
Pop out with that toaster (Bop-bop-bop-bop)
Let me call my driver 'cause
The Bentley too hot (Skrrt)
Hangin' out thе window
Middle fingers up like 2Pac (Oh, rеally?)
If I had a girl
I'd probably buy my girl a ring
But since I don't
I bought that nigga bitch a chain (Ha)
Throwin' up my gang, twistin' up my fingers
(Gang, gang, gang)
She bad on Instagram, she weak, for real
Just know her angles (Goodbye, baby)
Left wrist like sixty bands
Right wrist a hundred bands
Steppin' on a opp in these Rick Owens
Fuck them Jumpmans (Ricky)
I won't give a damn if my
Album reached a hundred fans
Opp gang got a hundred fans
They wish they was Rubberbands (Oh, really?)
You want war, bitch, I want duck
It ain't 'bout none (Doe Beezy, let's go)
My ice on, you ain't gon' touch
It ain't 'bout none (Fool)
If I want her, then I'm fuckin'
Ain't 'bout none (Come here, baby)
What you want? Ain't got no budget
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Oh, really?)
Who talk 'bout somethin'? It
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Think I'm playin'?)
Bitch, I walk up in the spot up in the spot
Clutchin' (Bop, bop, who want smoke?)
If I want her, then I'm fuckin'
Ain't 'bout nothin'
(Come here, baby, ain't 'bout none)
Spend that shit, ain't got no budget
Ain't 'bout nothin' (What you want?)
Doe Beezy oh, really?
Let's go (Go, go, go) go, go (Go, go, go)
Go, go (Go, go, go) let's go
You want war, bitch, I want duck
It ain't 'bout none (Doe Beezy)
My ice on, you ain't gon' touch
It ain't 'bout none (Fool)
If I want her, then I'm fuckin'
Ain't 'bout none (Come here, baby)
What you want? Ain't got no budget
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Oh, really?)
Who talk 'bout somethin'? It
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Think I'm playin'?)
Bitch, I walk up in the spot up in the spot
Clutchin' (Bop, bop, who want smoke?)
If I want her, then I'm fuckin'
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Come here, baby)
Spend that shit, ain't got no budget
Ain't 'bout nothin'
(What you want? Freebandz)
Rich like a ball player
Bragger and a boaster (Doe Beezy)
I ain't sweet like Pillsbury
Pop out with that toaster (Bop-bop-bop-bop)
Let me call my driver 'cause
The Bentley too hot (Skrrt)
Hangin' out thе window
Middle fingers up like 2Pac (Oh, rеally?)
If I had a girl
I'd probably buy my girl a ring
But since I don't
I bought that nigga bitch a chain (Ha)
Throwin' up my gang, twistin' up my fingers
(Gang, gang, gang)
She bad on Instagram, she weak, for real
Just know her angles (Goodbye, baby)
Left wrist like sixty bands
Right wrist a hundred bands
Steppin' on a opp in these Rick Owens
Fuck them Jumpmans (Ricky)
I won't give a damn if my
Album reached a hundred fans
Opp gang got a hundred fans
They wish they was Rubberbands (Oh, really?)
You want war, bitch, I want duck
It ain't 'bout none (Doe Beezy, let's go)
My ice on, you ain't gon' touch
It ain't 'bout none (Fool)
If I want her, then I'm fuckin'
Ain't 'bout none (Come here, baby)
What you want? Ain't got no budget
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Oh, really?)
Who talk 'bout somethin'? It
Ain't 'bout nothin' (Think I'm playin'?)
Bitch, I walk up in the spot up in the spot
Clutchin' (Bop, bop, who want smoke?)
If I want her, then I'm fuckin'
Ain't 'bout nothin'
(Come here, baby, ain't 'bout none)
Spend that shit, ain't got no budget
Ain't 'bout nothin' (What you want?)
Doe Beezy oh, really?