[Intro]
Da Realest
Turn the beat up a little bit, whew
That's right, hm
Yeah, mm, yeah
[Verse]
Hop up out the ride with that big bitch and get to trippin'
Police push up on me on, had to blitz it out the window
Get a nigga dropped, fah-fah, we whacked the witness
Forgiatos match the blicky, threw my Bentley right on sixes, huh
Did a turn around and bust my Rollie, get new jewelry
My nigga caught a case, they snatched the bond, he missed his hearing
The feds been in the hood for like two weeks, shit gettin' serious
.40 cal., I keep it near me, pop that pussy nigga cherry, huh
Ain't no in between, you either solid or you're fakin'
Hunnid on my necklace, I have stones to match the bracelet
Jump on 75 right off the road, fuck her today shit
Ain't got time to hug and kiss, gon' suck my dick, ho, I'm impatient
I'm a lean sippin' nigga, Amiris on my son
Motivate the trenches, turn a sinner to a nun
Fetti takin' two, can get a brick for twenty-one
Hit the crib, we threw the guns, stuffed the blender by the tub, yeah
You hang around with niggas catching cases, hit the stand
Like how you look yourself up in the mirror as a man?
My OG told me, "Youngin, stack it up and keep a plan"
Don't let em' infiltrate you, hater and a rat go hand in hand
Keep that glizzy on me tight, skizzy for the white
Half these niggas pussy with a dick, so you a dyke
I got Diors every color, bitch, we ain't doin' mics
Hunnid thousand on that nigga, killed my baby it's on sight, yeah
Fuck them other niggas, we be in them trenches
I put twenty-fours on my new Wraith, it needs suspensions, yeah
Fifty thousand dollars on a pendant, this bitch glisten
Up the F and N right on the lot and hit your engine
How a nigga never gave you shit, feel like you owe 'em?
Got so many snakes up in my lawn, I need to mow it
How the fuck a bitch just slimed you out and fucked your homies
Gave your name up to the feds? Better watch out, these bitches bogus
I'm a pill-poppin' animal, KelTec toter
Thirty in my glizzy, hit your brain, leave your shit open
Calculate my steps and all my moves, yeah, I've been focused
Made five million off this music, fuck these rappers, we ain't social
Da Realest
Turn the beat up a little bit, whew
That's right, hm
Yeah, mm, yeah
[Verse]
Hop up out the ride with that big bitch and get to trippin'
Police push up on me on, had to blitz it out the window
Get a nigga dropped, fah-fah, we whacked the witness
Forgiatos match the blicky, threw my Bentley right on sixes, huh
Did a turn around and bust my Rollie, get new jewelry
My nigga caught a case, they snatched the bond, he missed his hearing
The feds been in the hood for like two weeks, shit gettin' serious
.40 cal., I keep it near me, pop that pussy nigga cherry, huh
Ain't no in between, you either solid or you're fakin'
Hunnid on my necklace, I have stones to match the bracelet
Jump on 75 right off the road, fuck her today shit
Ain't got time to hug and kiss, gon' suck my dick, ho, I'm impatient
I'm a lean sippin' nigga, Amiris on my son
Motivate the trenches, turn a sinner to a nun
Fetti takin' two, can get a brick for twenty-one
Hit the crib, we threw the guns, stuffed the blender by the tub, yeah
You hang around with niggas catching cases, hit the stand
Like how you look yourself up in the mirror as a man?
My OG told me, "Youngin, stack it up and keep a plan"
Don't let em' infiltrate you, hater and a rat go hand in hand
Keep that glizzy on me tight, skizzy for the white
Half these niggas pussy with a dick, so you a dyke
I got Diors every color, bitch, we ain't doin' mics
Hunnid thousand on that nigga, killed my baby it's on sight, yeah
Fuck them other niggas, we be in them trenches
I put twenty-fours on my new Wraith, it needs suspensions, yeah
Fifty thousand dollars on a pendant, this bitch glisten
Up the F and N right on the lot and hit your engine
How a nigga never gave you shit, feel like you owe 'em?
Got so many snakes up in my lawn, I need to mow it
How the fuck a bitch just slimed you out and fucked your homies
Gave your name up to the feds? Better watch out, these bitches bogus
I'm a pill-poppin' animal, KelTec toter
Thirty in my glizzy, hit your brain, leave your shit open
Calculate my steps and all my moves, yeah, I've been focused
Made five million off this music, fuck these rappers, we ain't social
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