Forreal
These nigga's be cappin on all of they songs
They ain't even with it forreal
These nigga's be speaking on shit that they saw
They ain't really with it forreal
These nigga's be mad
Cause I'm in my bag
His girl think I'm different forreal
You can't knock the wave fuck round and get splashed
You know how I'm drippin forreal
These nigga's be cappin on all of they songs
They ain't even with it forreal
These nigga's be speaking on shit that they saw
They ain't really with it forreal
These nigga's be mad
Cause I'm in my bag
His girl think I'm different forreal
You can't knock the wave fuck round and get splashed
You know how I'm drippin forreal
Put that strap on his chin
Like a party hat
These nigga's be washed
Like the laundry mat
These nigga's be hoes
Gone pee in his clothes
I bout gave the fuck nigga heart attack
If they asking I wasn't apart that
These nigga's be plugs but ain't sparkin that
Like a twerk song he drop when I brought it back
And his shit getting sealed if he talking that
Send em back up them steps like he talking back
Told em run me dem pockets
Want all of that
And his girl call my phone
I ain't call her back
Tryna throw me her titties for autographs
Walky talky these hoes be rodger that
I can't do no feelings I'm falling back
Got her twistin the head like a bottle cap
When it come to the dick
She gone hop on dat
Make her spin on the pole like rotissary chicken
And he ain't gone say shit cause nigga's be bitches
Cappin like he don't give fucks about her
A week from now he'll be blowing her kisses
Little he know he was kissing my children
I might have to kill em for kissing my children
Unloading the nnana
I'm catching em slippin
Just like a banana let off and I'm peeling
These nigga's be cappin on all of they songs
They ain't even with it forreal
These nigga's be speaking on shit that they saw
They ain't really with it forreal
These nigga's be mad
Cause I'm in my bag
His girl think I'm different forreal
You can't knock the wave fuck round and get splashed
You know how I'm drippin forreal
These nigga's be cappin on all of they songs
They ain't even with it forreal
These nigga's be speaking on shit that they saw
They ain't really with it forreal
These nigga's be mad
Cause I'm in my bag
His girl think I'm different forreal
You can't knock the wave fuck round and get splashed
You know how I'm drippin forreal
They ain't even with it forreal
These nigga's be speaking on shit that they saw
They ain't really with it forreal
These nigga's be mad
Cause I'm in my bag
His girl think I'm different forreal
You can't knock the wave fuck round and get splashed
You know how I'm drippin forreal
These nigga's be cappin on all of they songs
They ain't even with it forreal
These nigga's be speaking on shit that they saw
They ain't really with it forreal
These nigga's be mad
Cause I'm in my bag
His girl think I'm different forreal
You can't knock the wave fuck round and get splashed
You know how I'm drippin forreal
Put that strap on his chin
Like a party hat
These nigga's be washed
Like the laundry mat
These nigga's be hoes
Gone pee in his clothes
I bout gave the fuck nigga heart attack
If they asking I wasn't apart that
These nigga's be plugs but ain't sparkin that
Like a twerk song he drop when I brought it back
And his shit getting sealed if he talking that
Send em back up them steps like he talking back
Told em run me dem pockets
Want all of that
And his girl call my phone
I ain't call her back
Tryna throw me her titties for autographs
Walky talky these hoes be rodger that
I can't do no feelings I'm falling back
Got her twistin the head like a bottle cap
When it come to the dick
She gone hop on dat
Make her spin on the pole like rotissary chicken
And he ain't gone say shit cause nigga's be bitches
Cappin like he don't give fucks about her
A week from now he'll be blowing her kisses
Little he know he was kissing my children
I might have to kill em for kissing my children
Unloading the nnana
I'm catching em slippin
Just like a banana let off and I'm peeling
These nigga's be cappin on all of they songs
They ain't even with it forreal
These nigga's be speaking on shit that they saw
They ain't really with it forreal
These nigga's be mad
Cause I'm in my bag
His girl think I'm different forreal
You can't knock the wave fuck round and get splashed
You know how I'm drippin forreal
These nigga's be cappin on all of they songs
They ain't even with it forreal
These nigga's be speaking on shit that they saw
They ain't really with it forreal
These nigga's be mad
Cause I'm in my bag
His girl think I'm different forreal
You can't knock the wave fuck round and get splashed
You know how I'm drippin forreal
Credits
Writer(s): Dimitri Roseboro
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