2Real4Her
I don't fall in love
I'm too real for her
Roll my weed and smoke my blunt
I just got you up
Pop up all new cars
I just took a trip to mars
Bitches wanna start
Do some shit up in the dark
They be waiting on the exhale
Look for me at plug crib, you know me too well
If I flip that pack, won't need a new deal
Don't matter what I put out, know it gonna sell
Yeah you mad so what, I got your bitch showing love
I just pulled up new car
And the windows up
I got tints on front
And your bitch on lock
I just pull up one time, and your bitch show love
Pop my shit
Talk my shit
I got bitches
That got hits
I just walked out, 40 clips
She said "whose he?" Yeah I'm him
I don't fall in love
I'm too real for her
Roll my weed and smoke my blunt
I just got you up
Pop up all new cars
I just took a trip to mars
Bitches wanna start
Do some shit up in the dark
They be waiting on the exhale
Look for me at plug crib, you know me too well
If I flip that pack, won't need a new deal
Don't matter what I put out, know it gonna sell
Yeah you mad so what, I got your bitch showing love
I just pulled up new car
And the windows up
I got tints on front
And your bitch on lock
I just pull up one time, and your bitch show love
Pop my shit
Talk my shit
I got bitches
That got hits
I just walked out, 40 clips
She said "whose he?" Yeah I'm him
I'm too real for her
Roll my weed and smoke my blunt
I just got you up
Pop up all new cars
I just took a trip to mars
Bitches wanna start
Do some shit up in the dark
They be waiting on the exhale
Look for me at plug crib, you know me too well
If I flip that pack, won't need a new deal
Don't matter what I put out, know it gonna sell
Yeah you mad so what, I got your bitch showing love
I just pulled up new car
And the windows up
I got tints on front
And your bitch on lock
I just pull up one time, and your bitch show love
Pop my shit
Talk my shit
I got bitches
That got hits
I just walked out, 40 clips
She said "whose he?" Yeah I'm him
I don't fall in love
I'm too real for her
Roll my weed and smoke my blunt
I just got you up
Pop up all new cars
I just took a trip to mars
Bitches wanna start
Do some shit up in the dark
They be waiting on the exhale
Look for me at plug crib, you know me too well
If I flip that pack, won't need a new deal
Don't matter what I put out, know it gonna sell
Yeah you mad so what, I got your bitch showing love
I just pulled up new car
And the windows up
I got tints on front
And your bitch on lock
I just pull up one time, and your bitch show love
Pop my shit
Talk my shit
I got bitches
That got hits
I just walked out, 40 clips
She said "whose he?" Yeah I'm him
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