[Intro: Pop Smoke]
You know what I'm sayin'? This a regular fit
Lil' Prada, Bape (Haha)
You know what I'm sayin'? Dolce, Louis (Hahaha)
It's calm today
Fuck it, a little light draw
Fuck it, you know what the woo is, this your vibe that you give off
(Da Realest)
[Verse 1: Peezy]
I'm rich as hell, leavin' without a care, nigga (I don't care, nigga)
I'm sippin' Throwback red, this ain't a beer, nigga
Dior sneakers, thirteen-hundred for a pair, nigga (Thirteen-hundred)
And I've been wearin' these motherfuckers all year, nigga (All year)
It's a movie when me and my niggas hit the scene
All the bad bitches in the line tryna get in with me (Yeah)
I done popped so many bottles, they think I'm [?] (Yellow bottles)
Probably mean the world to you, but it ain't shit to me (No, it ain't shit to me, yeah)
Fresh up out the feds like I ain't never left (Like I ain't never left)
Got on my plain jane, Rollie gang, add the bezel, yeah (Plain jane)
But the shit around my neck look like a treasure chest
That bitch can't say we was talkin' if I ain't hit her yet (No, I ain't hit her yet, uh)
I'm havin' a ball, life is good, nigga
Please don't fuck it up, I wish you would, nigga
Don't make me have to pull you up, yeah, I got Poole, nigga
Been moved out it but I still run my hood, nigga ([?], bruh)
You know what I'm sayin'? This a regular fit
Lil' Prada, Bape (Haha)
You know what I'm sayin'? Dolce, Louis (Hahaha)
It's calm today
Fuck it, a little light draw
Fuck it, you know what the woo is, this your vibe that you give off
(Da Realest)
[Verse 1: Peezy]
I'm rich as hell, leavin' without a care, nigga (I don't care, nigga)
I'm sippin' Throwback red, this ain't a beer, nigga
Dior sneakers, thirteen-hundred for a pair, nigga (Thirteen-hundred)
And I've been wearin' these motherfuckers all year, nigga (All year)
It's a movie when me and my niggas hit the scene
All the bad bitches in the line tryna get in with me (Yeah)
I done popped so many bottles, they think I'm [?] (Yellow bottles)
Probably mean the world to you, but it ain't shit to me (No, it ain't shit to me, yeah)
Fresh up out the feds like I ain't never left (Like I ain't never left)
Got on my plain jane, Rollie gang, add the bezel, yeah (Plain jane)
But the shit around my neck look like a treasure chest
That bitch can't say we was talkin' if I ain't hit her yet (No, I ain't hit her yet, uh)
I'm havin' a ball, life is good, nigga
Please don't fuck it up, I wish you would, nigga
Don't make me have to pull you up, yeah, I got Poole, nigga
Been moved out it but I still run my hood, nigga ([?], bruh)
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