[Intro]
Yo!
T-Wayne from the 9
[Verse 1]
I swear my lifestyle gets expensive
Italian rouge through my lenses
My shit real like myself, so authentic
Say they got P's but their girl looks horrendous
Never frontin'
Red skin ting, I call her sugar dumplin
Northside ting, ass looking pumpkin
See potential in my other young ting, she's my little munchkin
All talk, chillin' on computers
Good yutes sayin' that they shooters
Fuck boys makin' all the rumors
Man-a man are really with the Lugers
[Pre-Chorus]
Clap, man a real G
Tell your girl throw it back, man a real G
She throw it back, make it slap for a real G
She be arching her back for a real G, for a real G
[Chorus]
You see the cars and the clothes, minor
Man I got beef on the roads, minor
Every day spendin' this dough, minor
Minor, it's all minor
You see the cars and the clothes, minor
Man I got beef on the roads, minor
Every day spendin' this dough, minor
Minor, it's all minor
Yo!
T-Wayne from the 9
[Verse 1]
I swear my lifestyle gets expensive
Italian rouge through my lenses
My shit real like myself, so authentic
Say they got P's but their girl looks horrendous
Never frontin'
Red skin ting, I call her sugar dumplin
Northside ting, ass looking pumpkin
See potential in my other young ting, she's my little munchkin
All talk, chillin' on computers
Good yutes sayin' that they shooters
Fuck boys makin' all the rumors
Man-a man are really with the Lugers
[Pre-Chorus]
Clap, man a real G
Tell your girl throw it back, man a real G
She throw it back, make it slap for a real G
She be arching her back for a real G, for a real G
[Chorus]
You see the cars and the clothes, minor
Man I got beef on the roads, minor
Every day spendin' this dough, minor
Minor, it's all minor
You see the cars and the clothes, minor
Man I got beef on the roads, minor
Every day spendin' this dough, minor
Minor, it's all minor
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