Nigga god damn Spent five bands on some Balmain, that's a lot man I pull strings like a violin, A Boogie, damn he be wylin' Nigga who scared? you think I'm scared? Put them goons on you that's a nightmare I got ten guns, I don't fight fair Gotta buzz now, this a lightyear This that new shit, got a new bitch I spent two bands on her new kicks Hanging from my neck, that's a Cuban I swear you don't wanna see me lose it When that Cuban, got bust down Told them bitches I don't give a fuck now I'm A Boogie, nigga what now? See me shining, wanna show me love now You a dub now When I see you, I'ma treat you like you see-through Thought I told you I dont need you You is old news, I'ma be cool Nigga stop it I'm from Highbridge where you see a whole lot of fly shit Louis V hoodie on my bitch How I'm flexing you would think I got rich, ah I know, I know what's real so keep it a thousand, ahh In the field, swervin' in that Audi Fuck your feelings, fuck whoever doubt it Told the plug ain't no need to count it I know, I know what's real, I know you in the field I know, you say you drill, I know, I know what's real My nigga I seen a lot now And if you talk about that shit you might get shot down I'm immaculate I feel, I see hatred in they grill All blue faces on my bills, I keep thugs with me still Try to take it they gon' kill, got no patience they just drill All they places getting filled, ain't no cake then ain't no deal When I be riding I got it, trust me I got it, I promise I fuck with good girls who look like they coming straight outta Onyx They in college, I pull up on 'em and work on a project My name is Artist, I got it, they give me brain I'm just watching I put my thumb in her butt and she told me nigga you wylin' I keep on fuckin with her after I say I'm gon' stop it No lovey-dovey no more, baby im just being honest I'm going hard and I promise, like I play for the Rockets I put my homie on, now his Rollie on, that shit flooded Balmain hoodie on, I get what I want, I get money Ain't no need to front, this ain't what you want, bitch you buggin' If you say what's real, we could prolly chill, that's a hunnid I know, I know what's real so keep it a thousand, ahh In the field, swervin' in that Audi Fuck your feelings, fuck whoever doubt it Told the plug ain't no need to count it I know, I know what's real, I know you in the field I know, you say you drill, I know, I know what's real My nigga I seen a lot now And if you talk about that shit you might get shot down