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Baby if you outside, I'll be here for real
Cuz I don't wanna be friends, I want something deeper
Nigga wanna try me, I turn to a demon
I come from the southeside, I'm a fashion demon
I put on that fresh shit, I don't shop at Neimans
My niggas bang for real
(So niggas better not wanna come try)
Tote that glock it's stainless steel
My niggas bang for real
Got money in the bank for real
I look like the bank for real -
With all of this money im having you know ima show it
Talm bout that fye ima blow it
Fucking yo bitch ima do it
He claim he my opp, Ima shoot
Maison Margiela my shoe
Maison Margiela my swag -
Money so sick bitch it look like the flu
All of my bitches be bad -
Check out my side bitch you know I got two
Got two hoes on my side for real
You play with my heart you die for real
I really don't got no time for real
So you better not play with my love for real
Corn gon pop yo dome for real
Nick gon spin with that chrome for real
Bitch don't call my phone, For real
Bitch don't call my phone.
Bitch wont leave me alone
She say she cant leave me alone
This bitch keep pinging my phone
Lil bitch just found my lo
And she tryna come in through the back
But the backroom thats my zone
Cuz I own this shit, nobody can get in
Niggas be talm bout my swag but cant fit in
Racks them bitches fit in
In a two seater, she wanna get in
I just went and blew a bag today
That boy try to do it to fit in
I'm with the gang - double cup drank like wayne
I had to tell that bitch "No i aint cuffing you, you dont even feel my pain"
All of these niggas be done for real
two tone twin glock man of steel
I just hopped in BMW, don't do range
This lil hoe be on my phone tryna see my face
This lil hoe be on my phone tryna fuck on Jace - Okay
He say he gettin money but that shit not the case - Okay
I'm the one thats pulling up with these hoes in the place - Okay
And im fucking on Nene
She keep on saying she need me
But I might pull up to kick it
But I'd rather fly out Meme
Some my niggas bang dat red and blue, Some of em BD
I need my fans to believe in me (MEEEEE)
Poppin my shit, know im back for real
Boot up the switch hit his back for real
Niggas not fucking with me and my gang
Bitch im like Jace, I got two different names
Putting that pain on em
Bullets gon rain on em
Running this shit up, Usain on em
Putting that pain on (My niggas bang for real)
Shawty if you ask me, I don't wanna lie
If you wanna try shit, with a different guy
I might gotta kill you, I don't got the pride
I don't got the time for real
Cuz I don't wanna be friends, I want something deeper
Nigga wanna try me, I turn to a demon
I come from the southeside, I'm a fashion demon
I put on that fresh shit, I don't shop at Neimans
My niggas bang for real
(So niggas better not wanna come try)
Tote that glock it's stainless steel
My niggas bang for real
Got money in the bank for real
I look like the bank for real -
With all of this money im having you know ima show it
Talm bout that fye ima blow it
Fucking yo bitch ima do it
He claim he my opp, Ima shoot
Maison Margiela my shoe
Maison Margiela my swag -
Money so sick bitch it look like the flu
All of my bitches be bad -
Check out my side bitch you know I got two
Got two hoes on my side for real
You play with my heart you die for real
I really don't got no time for real
So you better not play with my love for real
Corn gon pop yo dome for real
Nick gon spin with that chrome for real
Bitch don't call my phone, For real
Bitch don't call my phone.
Bitch wont leave me alone
She say she cant leave me alone
This bitch keep pinging my phone
Lil bitch just found my lo
And she tryna come in through the back
But the backroom thats my zone
Cuz I own this shit, nobody can get in
Niggas be talm bout my swag but cant fit in
Racks them bitches fit in
In a two seater, she wanna get in
I just went and blew a bag today
That boy try to do it to fit in
I'm with the gang - double cup drank like wayne
I had to tell that bitch "No i aint cuffing you, you dont even feel my pain"
All of these niggas be done for real
two tone twin glock man of steel
I just hopped in BMW, don't do range
This lil hoe be on my phone tryna see my face
This lil hoe be on my phone tryna fuck on Jace - Okay
He say he gettin money but that shit not the case - Okay
I'm the one thats pulling up with these hoes in the place - Okay
And im fucking on Nene
She keep on saying she need me
But I might pull up to kick it
But I'd rather fly out Meme
Some my niggas bang dat red and blue, Some of em BD
I need my fans to believe in me (MEEEEE)
Poppin my shit, know im back for real
Boot up the switch hit his back for real
Niggas not fucking with me and my gang
Bitch im like Jace, I got two different names
Putting that pain on em
Bullets gon rain on em
Running this shit up, Usain on em
Putting that pain on (My niggas bang for real)
Shawty if you ask me, I don't wanna lie
If you wanna try shit, with a different guy
I might gotta kill you, I don't got the pride
I don't got the time for real
Credits
Writer(s): Zeke Buckhalter
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