Real One Quilly

[Intro]
REAL! Im a real one. REAL!
Im a real one. REAL REAL!
Im a real one real one !

[Chorus]
She gon buss it for a real one
She gonn pop it, she gon drop it for a real one
She said she met a hitta and never met the real one
Now put ya bottles in the air if you a real one
Streets love me im a real one
Got everybody fuckin with me im the real one
Now who the hottest in the city, Im the real one
Now put ya bottles in the air if you a real one

[Verse 1]
First of all, Im a real one
If shawty fuckin with Quilly, then she a real one
Im wit my hitta he gon hit you he the real one
And I ain't leaving out the county till the bills done
I buy a bottle for everybody, you hang with just anybody
Very important person, Quilly not anybody
She been with a lot of hittas, but never the real one
She want a deep boy, she want a real one
Giuseppe, Fendi baby, Ferragamo
Im a take her to out while she tired of McDonalds
She tired of these lames, she tired of these frauds
She said she want a real one, come ride with a boss