Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zaytoven
Performer
Kountry Wayne
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xavier Dotson
Songwriter
Wayne Colley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zaytoven
Producer
Lyrics
The street asks for Drew
I ain't even have to do this for real
I was already getting it
And I linked up with Zay
'Cause he knew I was the real one
See, I'm the real one
And no cap, I be the real one
Everybody swear they real
But Drew be the real one
Yeah, they tried to copy me
I called them a real son
Made her take the plan B
She tried to have my real son
The real one, drill
I'm the real as it get
Yeah, that's my ex but she still lets me hit
Yeah', cause ever since I left her
I done got up more lit
Yeah, that's her man
But that's a lame that she with
Yeah, he got a Rollie
But I swear I heard it tick
Man, I swear I heard it tock
Rollies don't tick and they don't tock
See, I don't drip and I don't drop
CT flip and he don't flop
Yeah, before I started rappin' I was already hot
I'm the real one
And no cap, I be the real one
Everybody swear they real
But Drew be the real one
Yeah, they tried to copy me
I called them a real son
Made her take plan B
She tried to have my real son
The real one
It's only one, VIP
They ain't never been on the TV
But my diamonds be VV
Yeah, I heard he got some money
But that's that P-P-P
Yeah, the middle of Atlanta
And I'm trappin' these OZ's
Me and T, we gon' eat
It's Drew, you already know
What it is like that, I'm comin'
Zay, tell 'em to bring the monty
I ain't rappin' no more
Till I get paid 'cause we hot
You know what it is
We in Atlanta with it
Written by: Wayne Colley, Xavier Dotson