Da Realest (Realest, Realest)
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(Ha-ha-ha)
(Yo, Marley, you made this?)
I'm tellin' hoes to meet me where I'm at, you need a plane for that
I bet all this money turn your bitch into a brainiac
I be takin' rain checks on hoes 'cause they ain't pay me yet
My kidneys got a stain, sippin' fours and I can't relax
Know I'm on the whoop side, treat niggas like they handicapped
We got all the bodies, but we sex money maniacs
We don't do police shit, watch how you explainin' that
We know exactly how this shit gon' go if this shit came to that
I post all my bookings, tell 'em visit all my shows
I can't even hit that pussy, I'm too dizzy off the road
You can't never hand me shit 'cause I get busy on my own
I'ma laugh if niggas try to up a sixty, I'm in mode (I'm in mode)
I'm probably in kitty probably, can't be fuckin' anybody
When I go put my dick in hoes, I turn 'em into busybodies
Chucky broke his wrist, I told that boy he gotta get it snotty
I got all these thirties, I'm in LA like I'm Geechi Gotti
I know niggas if they really whoopin', then they stickin' by me
We brought all the Glocks with thirty legs and we ain't missin' nada
They play with them, but reachin' over here gon' be the quickest homie
Told my boys to dub and lawyer up and we gon' beat the body
I be in the whip with choppy on me, please don't get beside me
I just took a flight, just left a bitch, we ain't have shit in common
Steps ahead, right after the plug, you gotta get you buyers
You a groupie bitch, who told you pussy finna get you diamonds?
I take bag, and make a bigger bag, it's just some bigger prices
Told my niggas we ain't really shit if we go get indicted
Hop out the bed, before I take a step, I gotta get the strap
Told my boys we makin' legal money, we gon' give it back
I got that bag, they bark back, you shacked up with the mids
Find a bitch to give that drop up and step on 'em again
Oh, this bitch a freak hoe, don't let her touch my skin
I tell the feds I freestyle, don't never touch no pen
I'm tellin' hoes to meet me where I'm at, you need a plane for that
I bet all this money turn your bitch into a brainiac
I be takin' rain checks on hoes 'cause they ain't pay me yet
My kidneys got a stain, sippin' fours and I can't relax
Know I'm on the whoop side, treat niggas like they handicapped
We got all the bodies, but we sex money maniacs
We don't do police shit, watch how you explainin' that
We know exactly how this shit gon' go if this shit came to that
Yeah, they love me at my shows, they turn they lights on when I stood
It ain't shit to miss a flight and pull right back up to they hood
I was fuckin' in Toledo, hit a bitch in River Rouge
We be pressin' shit, they know that's the shit I gotta love
I told my sneaky link that I just hit a bitch straight out the tub
I can't go nowhere without it, I keep stick like Elmer Fudd
I'm gon' run it up, I'm tryna go get richer than my plug (than my plug)
I'm like where the love at? We grew up like Rugrats
When it come to dog food, boy, that shit a grudge match
Trappin' in the wintertime, sacky in my skull cap
We the ones be hittin' shit, we don't do no love taps (love taps)