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Ayy, Mustard, I swear to God I'm tired of these fake ass niggas Smash off in that Porsche, like, "Skrr" My niggas smoke kush, no purp If that puss got a bush I'm like, "No!" Hairy pussy bitch, you the type that got herps I'm 6-figure nigga, your account, no digits Fuck the bitch and bust a nut in four minutes 'Cause I ain't got time for pussy "YG, what's yo' type?", I'm hittin' all kinds of pussy You the type that hang with niggas you don't like For the fame, that's a shame, your lifestyle is all hype I used to drive that all-white Bimmer I had to get that Porsche, 'cause it was cleaner Now I'm 'bout to throw 4's on that bitch I'm in the party stumping, tricking falls on that bitch And if one fight, then we all fight Boom, bow, bing, nigga, on sight Nigga, I'm a real one You do whatever for the fame You make me wanna go click-clack bang Nigga, I'm a real one I can't stand you niggas I be wantin' backhand you niggas Nigga, I'm a real one Yep, all my niggas bangers Watch how I twist my fingers Nigga, I'm a real one If one fight, then we all fight Pop a pill and fuck all night Rollie on the wrist, Louie on the belt I'm 'bout to call the IRS on myself AMG Benzes, Porsche's on 4's Me and Mustard pull up, that's a car show Niggas getting mad, but we just getting money I can be your boo thang, not your hubby All the bitches love me, all the bitches love me If I had a 100 dicks, I'd have all the bitches fuck me New house, new whip, new year, new goal Same nigga, same shit, same clique, same bros Nigga, I'm a real one If I ain't got it, then I'ma I steal one Nigga, I never fear one I eat the pussy on the first date Then brush my teeth with Colgate I'd rather spend money before I spend time Ask Drake, he'll tell you, "No lie" Nigga, I'm a real one You do whatever for the fame You make me wanna go click-clack bang Nigga, I'm a real one I can't stand you niggas I be wantin' backhand you niggas Nigga, I'm a real one Yep, all my niggas bangers Watch how I twist my fingers Nigga, I'm a real one If one fight, then we all fight Pop a pill and fuck all night Say nigga, I'm a real one Say nigga, I'm a real one You ain't a real one 'til you kill one Well, click-clack, pow, I'm a real one Nigga, can no nigga tell me nothing 'bout me Can no nigga tell me nothing 'bout me Can no nigga tell me nothing 'bout me Nah, nigga, not me Nigga, I'm a real one You do whatever for the fame You make me wanna go click-clack bang Nigga, I'm a real one I can't stand you niggas I be wantin' backhand you niggas Nigga, I'm a real one Yep, all my niggas bangers Watch how I twist my fingers Nigga, I'm a real one If one fight, then we all fight Pop a pill and fuck all night
Writer(s): Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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