Текст песни
Forreal... aight (uhhh)
I got niggas shipping bows from the East to the West
If it's money on yo head it ain't no need for a vest
Cause the (aim) my niggas got is somethin' better than (Steph)
I had to (wake up) for this sauce so gon' pay for the (rest), huh
Funny part, this all on top of the head
I ain't write no lyrics down before I slept in the bed
Bitches doing (what I say) just like I'm (Simon & Says)
And they gon' (stand up) when I say just like (allegiance and pledge), huh
Niggas begging like Felicia & Craig
All the bitches that you lust over, I leave em on (read)
All the niggas trynna get over, I'm leavin' em (red)
You better turn around, cause money on the back of yo head
I just made 30k but that is not nothing to brag about (at all)
Yea I gotta bitch, but I want yours she gotta wider mouth
Every time I'm rapping they like damn bro put that fire out
Heavy motion, you got BoA? Then we can - out
Huh, and that's a fact though...
Break a nigga bone, something like a (chiropractor)
Bad (yellow bone), she a demon wit a (black) throat
Lead em through the front so they can never see a back door
Forreal... I den touched over a quarter mill
I don't give no fuck her body fake, I like the sex appeal
Keep an (Iron) on me, like I'm (Marvel), I'm a (Man of Steel)
When I fuck yo bitch, she gon' gargle, let no semen spill
We go make a (movie), I'mma shoot it like I'm (Steven Spill)
You can call us (Nike), we (just do it) all throughout the year
My glock- is (Essential), keep it tucked, only (God I Fear)
Vegas nigga, best to ever do it, I'mma leave dat here
Yea, forreal... aight