Patrick Paige II - Ain't Talkin Bout Much Lyrics

I ain't talking bout much just a little bit a of game
Nigga need that bag give a f*ck about fame
Fresh then a bitch, gold on the wrist,
Nigga stuff a cone till the whole 8th fit
Reserve my spot f*ck the whole wait list
Lame ass niggas walking round tasteless
I'm bout to go off they gon' really hate this
Real ass nigga I could never fake this

I ain't talkin bout much I just pulled up, in a old school truck white t new chucks,
Made good green cause I got good luck, dollar to a dream now I sleep too much,
I'ma be fire till I fall of, sick of IG had to log off
I'm a whole vibe I'm a whole boss, made it big time had to roll on

I ain't talking bout much I been feeling like magic
Hail mary passes we on y'all asses
Merlot Glasses and big joints passing
You ain't my nigga no backstage passes
Niggas make classics fire no ashes
Day don't start till the Louis belt fasten
Chess not Chess man you niggas couldn't fathom
I need my to checks filled out just as handsome

I ain't talking bout much I don't say shit, LA bred I don't lane switch
Big ass house with a big ass dog and a big ass porch that you can't miss
Same old friends and the same old foes same old squad that I came with
New paint job on my main bitch, new chain on but it ain't shit

Ain't talking bout just a G wagon,
I spend a G like its chump change,
Niggas don't ever pay no attention,
I keep an eye on all intensions
I'm making salads I'm chopping lettuce

I'm getting rich I make good investments
I'm eating vegan I'm feeling better
Your girl is choosing you need to get her

Kush got me feeling so elevated, still meditating while I'm hella faded
I been hella patient walking in tune
Trusting God to make arrangements