IIGHT IIGHT

Aight, aight, aight, aight

These are the real Sopranos

Aight, aight, aight, aight

Nigga be in my ear talking dumb shit

I'm like, "Aight, aight"

(Griselda) yo, uh

I've spent my time decoding lessons, fast life, motors revving

V's with the double stripes, whips looking like Roman sevens

Everything copacetic, my ho got a dope aesthetic

Taps on my grandma phone, these the lifts that they go to catch us

You never been around no hustlers, so how you gon' know the essence?

You don't know the vibe of gangsters, so how you supposed to catch it?

My new kitchen full of marble, my last one was roach-infested

Stacking dead presi's, feel like my bank account ghost-infested

My dawg said he think about breaking out from that hole they kept him

Head for the hills and live off grid with that dough I left him

Niggas ain't tough guys, they just guys on the spectrum

For no reason toting weapons, emotional coke aggression

Aight, aight

I'm Wonder Bread, I turn my crumbs to a loaf (aight, aight)

I told my plug, "Fuck it, throw it off the boat" (aight, aight)

We only sit in TV seats at the game (aight, aight)

Buss cubans but the sky dwelly plain (aight, aight)

I could turn a whole crib to a stash (aight, aight)

You kill a comp then put they bodies in a bag (aight, aight)

Don't spend a dollar of it, just sit on your last (aight, aight)

And then you pop out with them fucking paper tags (aight, aight, nigga)

Aight, aight

Y'all niggas just aight, aight

I don't want it if it's aight, aight

I need all that shit, nigga

I like my shit pure, though, primo, nigga, it's big Butch

Y'all niggas aight, aight

I seen your bitch, she aight, aight

What's that, 2016? Aight, aight

Aight, aight

These are the real Sopranos

Aight, aight

Aight, aight (Griselda)

Aight, aight

Aight, aight

I heard the bitch got upset by them clippin' their EBT

Worst mistake she ever made was ain't sleep with me

I'm a cool type of nigga, I really don't need the beef

But one shot, rearrange niggas' faces like Nene Leakes, aight

I'm Wonder Bread, I turn my crumbs to a loaf (aight, aight)

I told my plug, "Fuck it, throw it off the boat" (aight, aight)

We only sit in TV seats at the game (aight, aight)

Buss cubans but the sky dwelly plain (aight, aight)

I could turn a whole crib to a stash (aight, aight)

You kill a comp then put they bodies in a bag (aight, aight)

Don't spend a dollar of it, just sit on your last (aight, aight)

And then you pop out with them fucking paper tags (aight, aight, nigga)

Aight, aight