Hey mothafucka I’m real as shit Aw yeah I’m back in this bitch Everything I’m talkin bout real as, real as shit And you don’t gotta like it but get off my dick And you don’t gotta like it but get off my, off my Everything I’m talkin bout real as shit Why

Who why'all talkin to man? Check it out, check it out This here goes out To all the niggaz that be fuckin mad bitches In other niggaz cribs Thinkin shit is sweet Nigga creep up on your ass, hahaha Live niggaz respect it, check it

Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that! (Get back motherfucker! You don't know me like that!) Yeek yeek woop woop! why you all in my ear?! Talking a whole bunch of shit That I ain't trying to hear! Yeek yeek woop woop! I ain't playing around!

Turn them heaadphones up To my man Nigga no, yo I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga god bless I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit Now you rock the best scared to death while you walkin Fuckin up the talkin we straight up New

Talking to the man in her mirror And it's dangerous Sleepin' with these strangers Every night a different woman doing the same shit And you don't even care I know it's fucked up Different city, switching women Putting cups up, getting fucked up Ain't got

What do you want? Where are you? I'm leaving this damn courthouse, walking back to my hotel. What do you want? Well, you look really cute in your suit Man, what the fuck fuck you talking about I look cute in this suit?! I'm only wearing this goddamn suit

Don't wanna shoot the shit; I'm a shoot a bitch I don't fuck fuck with you; you don't fuck fuck with me (nah) Nigga, talkin' just ain't my cup of tea (yeah) Don't wanna talk to you Don't know you Don't know how you know my name I got a reputation of police chasing

Baby take me serious Baby take me serious (mm-hmm, mm-hmm, hmm) (Fuck Fuck talkin', fuck fuck talkin', fuck fuck talkin', fuck fuck talkin') We've been knowin' about each other for a while now Ain't no past we could have taken for this lifestyle Had a girl, you had a man

Tell me your lies Because I just can't face it I don't know why She got, she got, she got Her own reasons For talking to me And she don't, she don't, she don't Give a fuck

I see you bitches talkin' loud, but you ain't sayin' shit Get the fuck fuck from round' here, you don't rep my shit You ain't from my city, you don't know about this You want that drama, you ain't ready for it bitch! Now throw it up! (Yeah Ho) Throw it up!