Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

U Ain't Bout That Life

U ain't bout that life

So everything that growlin' a dollar you see over words, you never turn my back on y'all

U ain't bout that life

So just because his body full of hatin' tattoos in his face I can tell that

U ain't bout that life

So you ain't never get it out the streets

Dip and doge the police,.. 'til I rest in peace

U ain't bout that life

So just because he robs his liquors, got shot and locked up, I can still tell ya

U ain't bout that life

He flexin', he flexin'

He ain't never flip a brick, flip a pound

He don't know how that chopper really kick

He ain't never lose a doggy, that pussy nigga innocent

He ain't have the wrap it 30 times just to kill the weed scent

Them tattoos and that jury don't make you hardest

And your coochy rap about it in your car garage

You fake as hell, fake as shit, counterfeit

You a fraud under pressure, tell quicker than your broad

Type to hit your hood with a bodyguard

That so not squad, young'uns, they will pull your cars

U ain't bout that life

I could tell the same nigga on the streets or in jail but

U ain't bout that life

So everything that growlin' a dollar you see over words, you never turn my back on y'all

U ain't bout that life

So just because his body full of hatin' tattoos in his face I can tell that

U ain't bout that life

So you ain't never get it out the streets, dip and doge the police,.. 'til I rest in peace

U ain't bout that life

So just because he robs his liquors, got shot and locked up, I can still tell ya

U ain't bout that life

Big ball and no bite, big mouth and no fight

Flip this motherfucker fo' that bitch fine

No matter but he ain't right

Earned my G stripes as I'm livin'

I'm a robbin' it

Hell when Chelsea needs slap automo

I'm with your friend Lucas

He ain't 'bout that life, he ain't 'bout that life

We know the boy gets talkin'

200 hundred rounds in your project

At that same store barkin'

I told what the fuck? They said Diddy is fucked

Then all that false clappin', that gang bangin', throwin' the wrong sets up

Manicurin' their nails and their toes

2020, get his... in his faces

I'm 'bout that life, Yodi

I'm a thin it like a Tobe

The brick squad and the Dante Marv

Who the fuck it?

U ain't bout that life

So everything that growlin' a dollar you see over words, you never turn my back on y'all

U ain't bout that life

So just because his body full of hatin' tattoos in his face I can tell that

U ain't bout that life

So you ain't never get it out the streets, dip and doge the police,.. 'til I rest in peace

U ain't bout that life

So just because he robs his liquors, got shot and locked up, I can still tell ya

U ain't bout that life

You ain't 'bout that life, You ain't got no stripes

You talked and took but you ain't tryna fight

Let this fucker sell it all his life, he's so

Aks somebody brought in the hood his whole life

Talkin' 'bout you got prize, you work at Popeye's

Ain't never sell no work, he was too scared to go outside

Get up in that booth and he Tony Montana

Ain't got a hundred grand, clamin' you king of Atlanta

You ain't 'bout that life, young bitch you got a invention

Virgins, don't let 'em fuckin' get you when you're splurgin'

You ain't 'bout that life hoe, same signome

Cause I can tell how you talk, it ain't signals

U ain't bout that life

So everything that growlin' a dollar you see over words, you never turn my back on y'all

U ain't bout that life

So just because his body full of hatin' tattoos in his face I can tell that

U ain't bout that life

So you ain't never get it out the streets, dip and doge the police,.. 'til I rest in peace

U ain't bout that life

So just because he robs his liquors, got shot and locked up, I can still tell ya

U ain't bout that life