I Don't Really ft. AREYOUDOM & Rekkzone Lyrics

I don't really drink that much

I don't really act on lust

I don't really pop too much

I don't really chop in the cut

I don't really hock no pills

I don't really got that Mud

I don't really rock n' stunt

I don't really drop no blood

I don't really drink that much

I don't really act on lust

I don't really pop too much

I don't really chop in the cut

I don't really hock no pills

I don't really got that Mud

I don't really rock n' stunt

I don't really drop no blood

Locin' drankin' fuckin' blowin' ice

my shawty does it big

Pass the pipe give me that light then move on up to **** and shit

Chokin stick; took another rip

Jack and ganja, flickin' lit

Overdose, she getting sick, but the high won't quit cuz we out to flip

Rollin' rollin' on, I'm throwing up - it's all good

Smoking heavy, I hate the taste

Gon' cut the habit, I really should

Fought my battle

Young Chinee rockin' with the rabble

Poison bite, snake with a rattle

Bitch got a brand on me like cattle eeuugh

But I love the bitch, just tell the truth, project the blues

I pop the molly she on my stick

them fears abate, now time to cruise

She on the rod, crazy dumb like Bundy son-hee

Friday night with a brand new broad

Reach the bank, they could fund me mon-hee

Clap that ass, TNA pants all on my shit

Back to the booth, might break the glass

but her hip won't quick cuz she want that Aye

Boo got it boppin' now

Twerk up and down like a video chick

Talk of the town, best around

Y'all better believe the hoe got tricks

I don't really drink that much

I don't really act on lust

I don't really pop too much

I don't really chop in the cut

I don't really hock no pills

I don't really got that Mud

I don't really rock n' stunt

I don't really drop no blood

I don't really drink that much

I don't really act on lust

I don't really pop too much

I don't really chop in the cut

I don't really hock no pills

I don't really got that Mud

I don't really rock n' stunt

I don't really drop no blood

She wanna be wifey

But she don't really like me hmm

They just wanna bite me hmm

Cause I drip like IV hmm

What I charge like Type-C

Goin up, goin up, goin up, goin up it's pricey

They say I act bright like high beams

But don't you dare take me lightly

I'm like Wally with the flash

Or like Johnny with the cash

Y'all can't stop me wit the gas

Leave my problems in the past

I ain't really stressed

Matter fact I could care less (uh-huh)

You lookin pressed me I just press

My pockets stretch (uh-huh)

You lookin mad goin out sad

Me I stay bless (uh-huh)

I was down bad, I got the bag

You're just a pest (uh-huh)

Applying pressure

These *****s shook

Must be tremor

Watching my temper

Shit could get hot

Middle December

I don't really drink that much

I don't really act on lust

I don't really pop too much

I don't really chop in the cut

I don't really hock no pills

I don't really got that Mud

I don't really rock n' stunt

I don't really drop no blood

I don't really drink that much

I don't really act on lust

I don't really pop too much

I don't really chop in the cut

I don't really hock no pills

I don't really got that Mud

I don't really rock n' stunt

I don't really drop no blood