THE REALEST!

Nigga chatting that boy not the one
Out of line you get slapped with the gun
Want to be me these niggas my sons
Niggas fake bitch I feel like realest
Dissing me bitch I get to the killing
How he chatting that boy a civilian
Give a fuck how you feeling
Ain't no pen when I'm up in the booth
In McDonald's got knocked out his shoes
Grab the strap and it blow like a flute
I'm the one but he already knew
Smoking reg Nigga smoking on boof
Ain't no Bob but I keep me a tool
Can't get lined bitch don't think I'm a fool

In the function I'm setting the rules
If a opp in the corner I blitz
Too official get hit with the smith
He don't know I'm fucking his bitch
Got my own don't throw me assist
Getting lit bitch we off the henny
Ain't cuffing give a fuck if you feel me
Niggas chatting don't know the real me
Want me dead then nigga come kill me
Man I'm tired of chatting a lot
Ain't a taker get put in a box
Love my life so I ride with knock
Like I'm bizzy you ready or not
She a thot so I only want neck
Nigga talking not knowing he next
Nigga dead that boy not a threat
On my dick but can't get you a check
On my dick but can't get you a check
Suck my dick nigga
Suck my dick
I want static nigga run up on me
Like a celebrity get put on a tee
Too many bitch niggas they want to talk
But can become the new strain of the tree
Smoking that shit out a leaf
Give a fuck run up on me(gang gang)

Nigga chatting that boy not the one
Out of line you get slapped with the gun
Want to be me these niggas my sons
Niggas fake bitch I feel like realest
Dissing me bitch I get to the killing
How he chatting that boy a civilian
Give a fuck how you feeling
Ain't no pen when I'm up in the booth
In McDonald's got knocked out his shoes
Grab the strap and it blow like a flute
I'm the one but he already knew
Smoking reg Nigga smoking on boof
Ain't no Bob but I keep me a tool
Can't get lined bitch don't think I'm a fool
Can't get lined bitch don't think I'm a fool



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Writer(s): Jacqorios Nance
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