This is a song about "Aint bout it"

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

Yes we bout it bout it/

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

But tell me what does it gain, talkin' 'bout make it rain

Get in bitch, dont worry, it aint scary

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

It aint easy getting through to you

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

What you talkin' 'bout if it ain't 'bout the money?

It aint time to shine lights while your dime aint right

Not me, i bet you remember the night

You aint wanna live it

I know what you do with that