Randall

Yea yea
JP killing shit on the daily, yea
You wanna talk about some real shit?
Yea they wanna talk about some real shit
Yea, okay let's talk about some real shit
About some real shit, aye, okay

Real recognize real, they unfamiliar
Bitch niggas try and blend in like chameleons
Put a bullet in ya wife, kidnap ya children
I am not a regular civilian
Step with the rod like a blind motherfucker
Chillin with ya broad, hanging out under covers
All my talent raw I don't need a fucking rubber
All my talent raw dog, yea yea

We still playing, or are we being serious now
I got people in the Philippines feeling this now
I got women unheard of hitting my cell
But my girl said I need to be home by twelve
Pull up on a green dude up out of the blue
Bearing all of my arms, call me Winnie-the-Pooh
Geeking off of my pill I shimmy across the room
Throw the meat on her grill and buy her some Jimmy Choo oh lord!

Real recognize real, they unfamiliar
Bitch niggas try and blend in like chameleons
Put a bullet in ya wife, kidnap ya children
I am not a regular civilian
Step with the rod like a blind motherfucker
Chillin with ya broad, hanging out under covers
All my talent raw I don't need a fucking rubber
All my talent raw dog, yea yea

If you don't talk cash, I aint really listening
Convo drier than what you put damp linen in
Sharper than the shit that you put yo fucking pencil in
Put that red dot up on yo head like an Indian
I aint got no time to really play with these girls
Ima get in her guts and then get in her purse
When I get to the bag, them niggas get on my nerves
And when they get on my nerves they gotta get in a hearse

Real recognize real, they unfamiliar
Bitch niggas try and blend in like chameleons
Put a bullet in ya wife, kidnap ya children
I am not a regular civilian
Step with the rod like a blind motherfucker
Chillin with ya broad, hanging out under covers
All my talent raw I don't need a fucking rubber
All my talent raw dog, yea yea

Pussy you can get ya wig pushed back
And if ya bitch looking good she gone get looked at
Don't do the shit that'll get ya ass whacked
Cuz all my guys rolling like a fucking hubcap
Ya bitch on her knees like a fucking Rugrat
Had a lot of idols don't know where they went at
Yea I used to really look up to em
Now all I got to say is good luck to em

Real recognize real, they unfamiliar
Bitch niggas try and blend in like chameleons
Put a bullet in ya wife, kidnap ya children
I am not a regular civilian
Step with the rod like a blind motherfucker
Chilling with ya broad, hanging out under covers
All my talent raw I don't need a fucking rubber
All my talent raw dog, yea yea



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Writer(s): Tranod Davis
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