For Real

Produced by Create

Heroin goon, heroin spoon (Antidote!)

Load up that chopper, yeah we on that shit (Shit)

You **** duckin' and hidin', don't be on that shit (Don't be on that shit)

My **** ridin' they shootin' it quick

That **** got shot in his eye, he can't use it again (Can't use it again)

I'm a rich shooter for real (Rich shooter)

Once you get slapped, shoot a fool, pay the bill (Bitch)

No one could defuse it for real

Them choppers and dracos we use them for real (Bitch)

I need a beef, I'm for real

Hunnid round goon really thorough for real

If I give her Gucci and Louis

She gon' set him up, that **** die 'bout a bitch

Not using no TEC or no Uzi, this drac' wet him up

Caught him lackin' drum him and his clique

These rappers on feminine shit

No I'm not toting no limited clips

You want a brick I'm at Cinnamon ridge

Her pussy good, that shit taste like some cinnamon

The-the way them boys rappin' you know I invented it

You-you lookin' broke as shit, I'm at the dealership

Since I got rich, got to watch who I'm dealin' with

Pop in a 100 clip, I'm killin' 10 of 'em

Fuck all these rappers, no, I'm not no friend to 'em

Damn, I know you ain't mad 'cause I'm winnin'

This ain't no Youtube shit, we really spending

When it's time to kill, a hunnid **** with it

And I spent a hunnid on jewelry, I'm gifted

Catch you and your man in that car, I'ma flip it

I'm way too real and I'm way too street

Make a half a mil on a one way street

**** act like hoes and they jewelry look cheap

21, 2 songs feel like Big Meech (Feel like Big Meech)

Load up that chopper, yeah we on that shit (On that shit)

You **** duckin' and hidin', don't be on that shit

My **** ridin' they shootin' it quick

That **** got shot in his eye, he can't use it again (Can't use it)

I'ma rich shooter for real (Rich shooter)

Once you get slapped, shoot a fool, pay the bill (Bitch)

No one could defuse it for real

Them choppers and dracos we use them for real (Bitch!)

I need a beef 'em for real

Hunnid round goon really thorough for real

If I give her Gucci and Louise

She gon' set him up, that **** die 'bout a bitch

Not using no TEC or no uzi, this drac' wet him

Caught him lackin' drum him and his clique

These rappers on feminine shit

No I'm not toting no limited clips

I don't owe nan **** shit

You ain't pay my bill, you don't pay my rent

No I'm not shocked that these bitch **** switched

Couple bodies gon' drop when you get in this shit

Yeah, this the life that I live

I got that lil micro and it's right by my leg

Kie smokin' pipe, she ahead

I got a lil white hoe, she be stealin' me meds

Don't let me find out these **** non violent

Don't let me find out where you **** hidin'

We drive them 4-doors with smoke in the air

You was destined to crash, wasn't hope over here

Now I got a bust down Rollie, bust down chain

And a Range Rover in my ear

I shine on one of them planes

Shit look lame, everything dancing over here

Everybody die, Charles Manson over here

Send their ass back to the Phantoms, switching the gears

I'ma rich shooter, I heard this bitch on my dick

Tell her meet me up here

Perfect timing, no need for hold ups

I'm getting head while I'm driving

Forgot how to steer

How you a boss and your **** not eating?

You hate on your clique, that's as fake as it get

Load up that chopper, yeah we on that shit

You **** duckin' and hidin', don't be on that shit (Don't be on that shit)

My **** ridin' they shootin' it quick

That **** got shot in his eye, he can't use it again

I'ma rich shooter for real (For real)

Once you get slapped, shot a fool, pay the bill (Bitch)

No one could defuse it for real

Them choppers and dracos we use them for real (Bitch!)

I need a beef 'em for real

Hunnid round goon really thorough for real

If I give her Gucci and Louise

She gon' set him up, that **** die 'bout a bitch

Not using no TEC or no uzi, this drac' wet him up

Caught him lackin' drum him and his clique

These rappers on feminine shit

No I'm not toting no limited clips