Real or Not (feat. Charlie Wayy)

All of yo jewelry too fogged so tell me, it's real or it's not
I'm spinnin the block when I drop so tell, it's real or it's not
Im grippin her ass while I'll park, I can tell if it's real or it's not
And I know that this nigga a goofy I can tell if he real of he not

All of yo jewelry too fogged so tell me, it's real or it's not
I'm spinnin the block when I drop so tell, it's real or it's not
Im grippin her ass while I'll park, I can tell if it's real or it's not
And I know that this nigga a goofy I can tell if he real of he not

I'm sippin' some dark on the rocks,
On the celly I'm playing w stocks
Free my niggas that's stuck in a box
Free my niggas that's punching a clock
Be a boss shit I'm paving the way
I can't hate he make minimum wage
And there ain't much real niggas left
Now real niggas turning to fake

On one hand I'm like who can I trust
You cross me and I'm putting you up
I don't know if it's love or it's lust
But I know I ain't biting the dust
Take a photo this fit of the day
New Chanel and I'm rocking some bape
All this drip I should be on display
I wake up to the stress and a J

That's the way I wake up everyday
That's the life when you blessed and you paid
That's the life, I wake up with a play
Hit my niggas, then hit up the space
We can stop shit the money keep falling
We can stop she hit me in the morning
And I hit decline if she keep on calling
She might be the shit but she boring

All of yo jewelry too fogged so tell me, it's real or it's not
I'm spinnin the block when I drop so tell, it's real or it's not
Im grippin her ass while I'll park, I can tell if it's real or it's not
And I know that this nigga a goofy I can tell if he real of he not

All of yo jewelry too fogged so tell me, it's real or it's not
I'm spinnin the block when I drop so tell, it's real or it's not
Im grippin her ass while I'll park, I can tell if it's real or it's not
And I know that this nigga a goofy I can tell if he real of he not

Come put this pussy on live
Baby I feel boosie
Tell me how you so choosey
Baby When you swerving hooptys

Heard you looking for action,
Sid Let's go make a movie
They be looking to line me,
But you tryna screw me

They keep a buck
We keep it a hunnid
No fronting
They know that We run it

You talking too slick
I know that you bad
Shit I gotta come punish

Talking bout me
Can not be me
Baby that nigga to bumish

Move like a boss
Taste a boss
Sid I feel like I'm Dudus

All bout the work, Yes I'm a jerk
If we chatting bout chicken

Need me a plate, do not be late
Or try to skip out on the fixings.

Need her wet like a lake, heavy on cake
Sid she look like a vixen

Shoot my shot like I'm steph
They shoot like George then
You gotta go clip him