Authentic

Yea, yea
(Zubin Save Me)
Yea, yea

Authentic, different cloth than this
All sticks, yea
My shit ___
We a push up
Awe shit yea
I was down bad
We all been there

Thats how you fill up a bag
Y'all sit there
Y'all sticks __
Y'all just scared
My dogs hit his
Necks, arms, and legs
And thats all ___
Authentic

Cant switch sides, cant shit slide
5 point 7's make me look like 6'5"
* Get slid, just for dick riding
Don't know how I got these opps, I didn't pick mine

Aye don't trip, I'll be just fine
I'm on glick time
This iron, bark like pitbulls
I will hit mine
Ain't gone be no last time, or no __ time
First time be your last time, * big dyin'

Authentic, different cloth than this
All sticks, yea
My shit ___
We a push up
Awe shit yea
I was down bad
We all been there

Thats how you fill up a bag
Y'all sit there
Y'all sticks __
Y'all just scared
My dogs hit his
Necks, arms, and legs
And thats all ___
Authentic

I was down bad, from that brown bag
Dropped some from your mans
That don't sound bad
They say he was found ___
__ went out sad
I got keep one in the ___
Sh*t go down fast

That's how you fill up a bag
I just got back from the west
I cookie'd my bag Its harder to pass it
Really im feeling fantastic
I got a bitch with no plastic, classic, savage
I still got weight like its baggage
Hundred rounds, she weave with the madness

Authentic, different cloth than this
All sticks, yea
My shit ___
We a push up
Awe shit yea
I was down bad
We all been there

Thats how you fill up a bag
Y'all sit there
Y'all sticks __
Y'all just scared
My dogs hit his
Necks, arms, and legs
And thats all ___
Authentic



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Writer(s): Larinzo Lambright
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