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Artiste : Lil Yachty
Titre : Forreal
A nigga ain´t had to tell me shit, knew to get off my ass and get it
Up on that block, I´m security, one year later, I´ma up a million

She started actin´ rowdy, she seen a youngin gettin´ it
It´s steps to it, start her off on a seven, now she on a , uh

What´s up with that motion? Sippin´ on potion, niggas know how I live
Yeah, go full throttle off that pill, I might miss my meal
Geekin´ until the weekend, I done jumped off that hill
I might die for my dog for real

Uh, dirt bike tricks on top of the dick, this girl got skills for real
She caught feelings when I told her what it ain´t and is

You my bitch, but you ain´t, that´s just what it is
She started lovin´ me more when I told this bitch how I accept the kids

Skippin´ down that brick road tryna meet the Wiz´ (Go)
Fuckin´ up my fist tryna punch a BIN (Yeah)
Duckin´, was on his house like a morning hen
I been spendin´ M´s tryna prove a point (Okay)
Don´t fuck up your face, talkin´ to them oinks (Okay)
Heard you threw out all your morals sittin´ in the joint (Okay)
Uh, I get bitches moist, all these niggas pussy
Runnin´ in his shit when he wasn´t lookin´

Huh, he wanna talk shit, now his life is tooken
Take me to the county, I´m bondin´ out, I won´t pass the bookings
Uh, 400K in blues, they callin´ me Tookie
We been playin´ with pape´ for years, these niggas rookies
I count up so much cheese, got my palms hurtin´
She eat dick for real, I pay her for that tongue work
Spent 3K on my jeans for every concert
Black & Milds got me rich, but my lungs hurt

Put sixteen carats up in my teeth and now my gums hurt (Ice)
All that tough talkin´ online, don´t think they guns work (Bet)

They can´t make a percent of my n-n-n-net, I´m steppin´ through all of your ends (Step)
Breakin´ a bitch in the Benz
Holding my pants up, grippin´ my fin (Okay)
Told ´em I want it the right way, never the hot way, pull up and spin (Frrt)
Buddy don´t got enough money to start up a war, take it right on the chin (Okay)
Niggas be thinkin´ it´s sweet how I came out, if I need it, I´m standin´ on ten (Mmm)
YTB, C-R-E-T-E pull up in two black Benzes

It´s us