Fareal

Walk in Hutch, spend a dub, it ain't shit (It ain't shit)

Catch him lackin' at that light, it's a hit

Put your bitch on a flight 'cause she a trip

I told Ping stay down, we gon' get rich, hmm

Do what real **** do and put your gang on (Gang on)

Fuck a bitch from the back with my chain on (Uh)

It's Friday, I'm feelin' good, might throw the frames on

Seen my opps in the club, they got rained on

Might drop a bag on a **** for no reason

Tough twined to hit record, and watch me turn into a demon

Tell the bitch I really love her, she can tell I'm 'bout to leave her

Redbone chocolate things, I can switch 'em by the season

I might pull up in a Benz, or I might skrrt off in a Bimmer, hmm

It's only so many **** I can call on (Uh-huh)

The same **** that I was hatin', they got balled on

Or tryna slide for two or three, but took 'em all home

They ain't fuckin' with your baby, for real (Nah, for real)

Fuck 'em all, they gotta pay me, for real (Nah, for real)

I got gang goin' crazy for real (For real)

I see the smiles, but they hate me for real

All these bitches wanna fuck, for real (For real)

Drop a bag, get him touched for real (Nah, for real)

Whole squad goin' up, for real

I ain't get here off no luck, for real

My lil' brother goin' up, you hear me?

'Bout a ten for a feat', another thou' to stand near me

Lost B, I swear that shit hurt my soul, fuckin' up my goals

She don't know who to fuck 'cause we all froze

Ain't never have to choose no bitches 'cause we all chose

Hit the set, we gon' shop 'til the mall close

And we gon' sleep over no opps 'cause they all hoes (Fuck 'em)

Couple freaks came to the crib, and they all cold

A hundred bitches in my phone, and I don't trust one

This bitch keep on talkin' 'bout love, got me fucked up

I'm on the Mile in a foreign gettin' sucked up

She say her **** hurt her feelings, so the fuck what? (Shit)

Lil' bro but out the way fightin' a fed case

Suck me good, I'ma fuck you 'til the bed break (Okay)

I got two bitches in the room havin' a head race

We sippin' slime, but I just love the way that red taste

Don't compare me to these ****, I'm a fuckin' GOAT

We can't take you **** serious, you a fuckin' joke (Nah, for real)

I ain't talkin' vapes when I say we want all the smoke

Uh, left out of Louis, spent 3K on a fuckin' coat

Sellin' people all them lies, I'm tryna give 'em hope

Mmm, headed back up to the yo so I could drop a— (Shh)

Mmm, they ain't fuckin' with your baby, for real (Nah, for real)

Fuck 'em all, they gotta pay me, for real (Nah, for real)

I got gang goin' crazy for real (Nah, for real)

I see the smiles, but they hate me for real

All these bitches wanna fuck, for real (For real)

Drop a bag, get him touched for real (Nah, for real)

Whole squad goin' up, for real (For real)

I ain't get here off no luck, for real

Real shit