4Real Lyrics

Pull out some money and step out with bad bitches

They calling us savages

Slime this bitch out in all green where the cabbage is

Lil bitch I done bagged the digits

I'm da head huncho my niggas they had to get 'em

When he got outta the pin, not the bad guy but they wanna call me the villian

So i let dem niggas win

Cross me dis shit can get ugly, I'm grabbing ya twin

Throw the nigga of the deep end

Shawty call me up the other day, and said that she wanna see all my cemen

Niggas be broke

Don't hit me for a kilo

I ain't even gone believe em

Running to da feds

Telling them your secrets

Saw that shit through your demeanor

Niggas be hating and biting my style be shooting and making the block hot

Keep me a blicky on pop rocks

If a nigga run up send him to da top

Running from the cops

Slide underneath the gate get up hit the 40 yard

Meet up face to face

Time to beat the case cause I ain't lettin niggas take me out

I just woke up and I got me some racks

Fell in love with this cash

Spark up the blunt while I beat this bitch back

Yea I tap from the back

Ian making no noise when we creep in your trap Cause these niggas be rats

They ain't living like that but I'm living like that

Niggas ain't slime but they screaming out slatt

Bodies on bodies them boys touch my back Trying to get some get back

And I ride with them boys they ain't leaving no tracks

Foreign the coupe that's 200 the dash

Bad bitch I treat her like she regular

Too busy working swipe you off my schedule

If you need packs well just hit my cellular

I make her tap out rookie the wrestler

We back and we better than ever

I sit back and teach dat lil pussy professor

Applying that pressure

Da day that you niggas could touch us is never

We break in your home intruder

Smoking on pluto I feel like I'm future

I fell in love w a cougar

Fuck her then call her a uber

You broke as a joke yea that shit is humor

We spin on yo block again and again

I'm pullin the strings no violin

I break down her walls like she from berlin

I'm with the gang KFDN

I just woke up and I got me some racks

Fell in love with this cash

Spark up the blunt while I beat this bitch back

Yea I tap from the back

Ian making no noise when we creep in your trap Cause these niggas be rats

They ain't living like that but I'm living like that

Niggas ain't slime but they screaming out slatt

Bodies on bodies them boys touch my back Trying to get some get back

And I ride with them boys they ain't leaving no tracks

Foreign the coupe that's 200 the dash