This is a song about "Ain t bout that"

How bout all things that were so untold

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/

You must have joined the illuminati just to ball out

They talkin now,about that new artist who we talkin bout?

I need a backyard full court size

Talkin bout that trill life

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Living if she is or not

Bout that green like baby bop

Comin' back into you once i figured it out

The same truth that ignorant folks just knew nothin' 'bout,

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

I just want somebody i can see