Real Love Chavo

[Intro: Chavo]
Real love
This cash till I fill it up, yeah
What's real love?

[Chorus: Chavo]
Baby tell me what's real love? (what's real love?)
Burning on this gas need a fill up (fill it, fill it, fill it)
Running through this cash, till I fill it up (fill it, fill it, fill it)
All about my banks, like Philip (Philly, Philly, Philly)
Philipp Plein for me, Philipp Plein for her
Treat me like Prince Phillip Duke of Edinburgh (yeah)
Dicking down her throat, watch lil' mama burp (nasty)
The trap like a job course, got all kind of work (work)

[Verse: Chavo]
We off Washington, at the Rockwell
Move all kind of work, like Avon Barksdale (yeah)
They don't check credit for a car sale
I had boxes landing daily at her apartment (touch down)
Fendi Roma on me nigga and I'm mobbing (mhmm)
Grass and woods and only roll it if it's dark skin (roll it up)
Lollapalooza, they get nasty for a couple passes (haha)
Like the lifestyle, told me that she fascinated (oh yeah)
Told the jeweler bust it down, make it extra glassy (say word)
Seen it shine in the dark, had to captivate it (hmm, hmm)
I know some niggas in jail paying cell phone bills (facts)
FaceTime em' anytime I'm feeling aggravated (hello)