🎵 About You & Her & Me // by Neako

1 ContributorAbout You & Her & Me Lyrics [Intro] Yeah [Verse 1] Seein’ everythin’ pass by I'm only really happy, when I'm mad high Nowadays I'm a sad guy Bitches be fuckin’ on the first date, can't lie Lil’ brother facin’ murder charges I ain't write him yet, we both from the projects 22, bro still young And I pray every day that he ain't done What do I tell ‘em, hold his head, when he could do like ten? My pop’s gone, he's dead, I haven't been right since Took mama out the ghetto though, where they let the metal blow Catchin’ flights with this better ho’s Never heard ‘em when they said I couldn't They just boys in the hood nigga you been good, and Shawty said, “I wanna know about you” Sent her address but I never came through That was yesterday, but now I'm here Sittin’ close though, talkin’ in her ear Then she told her friend to come here, T-shirt coverin’ her rear Nothin’ else though, might call Fresco for some help though My next flow is, sponsored by sour strands All of my shit is way stronger than all of these cowards And I got ho’s that I'm taller than And I got hoes that I'm smaller than That is my white bitch and just she is just model thin Fuckin’ that girl she be hollerin’ “Say is my pussy,” she holler it, all of my laws, she follow it She said she never tried this, but she willin’ today, yeah she willin’ to play I took her up where God is, she feelin’ different today, now she willin’ to pray You could never find us Not wit’ my nigga’s today, I'm with this bitches today, and uh Tell these nigga’s line up I'm givin’ lessons today, I’m givin’ blessin’s today I need to know about you [Bridge: Sample] [Interlude: Sample & Neako] Future World I love this world I love champagne, fast cars, airplanes This is so amazing The World over everything You should be smokin’ right now Yeah [Verse 2] This is that lyrical Syria flow I pray to God that he give ‘em a miracle though Bad choice of words, but you kids gotta go I get ahold in control of ya fuckin’ soul My set is LVL, all my nigga’s know the code My set is YSL, all my bitches know they role Don't be mad girl, you know the game It's a whole laughin’ game when you feel pain You could level up and regain And I'm all about that paper, not a motherfuckin’ hater Hit my knees, say a prayer For my niggas that ain't here now So numb, I don't even shed tears now All these nigga’s seem weird now I ain't never been a runner, nigga all through the summer Let you niggas do ya numbers, now I’m off of my slumber Take it off your plate, place it all in my stomach At the dinner table, just fingerin’ ya woman But she let me do it, she seem to be into it My team, yeah we do it I mean we the truest We don't take, we influence I swear we the truest, I swear we the truest [Outro: Sample] I mean It’s a very big deal 3 fingers to the Sun I like to be here