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Bout That Hustle by Yungdul Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

Hook:
( Yea )( Yeah)( Yea)
(oooh) (Yeah Yeah)
(I got my brothers in the whip)*
(Swerving Trapping)
(Everybody getting money I ain't bluffing)
(ooooh)
I got my brothers in the whip
We be swerving trapping
Everybody with me getting
Money I ain't bluffing
On my own
Bitch I didn't made it happen
Brodie hit three
Get it back on defense
I was told to go get the blue cheese
So youngin started grinding on the daily
I break bread wit the people who had fed me
And I’m a real one
No you can’t change me
Verse 1:
I made a quick couple bands with the same clothes
And some Fazos
I gotta lay low
These bitches straight hoes
Put that on J.Flo
Get your through it all I just can’t go
I work for every dollar
Don’t you worry momma
I ain’t with the drama
I came from baggy joggers
Know check my dm on the gram I got the baddest models
They tranna fuck with a kid I got many problems
Keep your distance
And just listen
They ain’t never kept it solid, I ain’t trippin’
All my vvs glissing
I’ve been working
In the stu I’m cooking up I’m in the kitchen

Verse 2:
I call my brother every day he far from home
Man I really miss you talking through the phone
He be off the business stacking the long
Working overtime that’s the shit we on
Got a dream
Say what you mean
Fuck what you think
I do my thing
I’m Bout That Hustle do whatever for the green
Now it’s a celebration we goin to pour a drink
My brothers in the whip
We be swerving trapping
Everybody with me getting
Money I ain't bluffing
Made It happen
Brodie hit three
Get it back on defense
Hook:
I got my brothers in the whip
We be swerving trapping
Everybody with me getting
Money I ain't bluffing
On my own
Bitch I made It happen
Brodie hit three
Get it back on defense
I got my brothers in the whip
We be swerving trapping
Everybody with me getting
Money I ain't bluffing
On my own
Bitch I didn't made it happen
Brodie hit three
Get it back on defense
I was told to go get the blue cheese
So youngin started grinding on the daily
I break bread wit the people who had fed me
And I’m a real one
No you can’t change me