SO FOREAL/MOST LIKELY

Yeah nigga
Yeah race this bitch then
The fuck
Fuck nigga im outta here

Bitch I am a vibe im a masterpiece (masterpiece)
Open doors for you like a master key
Jewelry full of water like the Baltic Sea (woah woah)
Everywhere I go I keep a 30 piece
Not no wig bitch some shit to split yah wig with
Im different and I was privileged
To be the sickest with this rap shit I got a illness
All that hating shit just kill it
Ain't no forgiveness you gotta deal with it (bitch)
Meeks god rapping like a Greek god
Niggaz love to run they mouth a bunch tweet gods
In the streets with 5% of that energy now you peace gods
Too much heat on me lil bitch im like the sun god

This shit here not for tv bitch I'm so for real
Running up a fee bitch I'm so for real
I go broke might move a key bitch I'm so for real
All these other niggaz jokes bitch we so for real
Inflation getting crazy need a B bitch I'm so for real
Chopper candy rain r&b bitch im so for real
Don't take this as t bitch you know I will
Ain't no threat bitch you know I will

Ohh shit Oooooo
Fuck
My leg
Fuck it

Yeah
Wooo
I spent a rack on the zip
I go Iraq with the clips
I get the crack and I flip
German engineer the whip
I'm out here grinding like the clipse
Can't spend a penny on a bitch
Frenemies quick to snitch
Playing tough become a Vick
Shoot the chopper til it click
JF Kennedy yah click
Wooohoooo
Get in the picture we cropping yah
Double paper like a copier
Gucci shoes make me cockier
Diamond necklace getting rockier
Talking shit we send your lobby up
Crunch a nigga like a paper cup
Don't make me have to pick the lasers up
Cheese grater how yah body look
We ain't never been no goofy niggaz
We the type to spray the uzi nigga
Cologne yah figure with the bullets nigga
We with whatever if you pull it nigga (pull it nigga)
Woooo
We just getting to the paper
Hand it all to the breaker
Now you know I meant the broker
Came from serving on that yola
after whipping with the soda
Strong force like yoda
Reliable like Toyota
Ain't no cutting off my motor
Body language show your motives
Wooo (fuck em)
Yeah
Dress slick talk shit but please don't question my heart agin
fully tucked in the cardigan
foreign logos on the car agin
Skrt skrt skrt skkkrrt
Lil bitty bitch im burning it out agin
Woooo
Yeah

I told them niggaz most likely that I'm gonna double up
I told that bitch that most likely I'm not gonna fuck with her
I got that check and I told that shit I was gone run it up
(run it up run it up run it up)
Flip a check to a bag and most likely the Meeks bout fuck it up
(fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up)



Credits
Writer(s): I. Meeks
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