Real things
I done been through some real pain
We ain't sippin' on stilpane
What I'm smokin'? Shit still pain
I get high, I don't feel things
I get high, I don't feel things
She wan' fuck 'cause I'm real deal
That bitch don't know my real name
What I'm tottin' is real steel
When I'm driving, that wheel track
We got them sticks like it's Kill Bill
We make sure they gon' feel pain
All this codeine, I can't feel shit
Shit ain't real, it's decieving
We be on top of the building
What the fuck is a ceiling?
Move, move
You cannot fuck up my mood
Lil' bitch, I already know about you
You a lil' thot and it's cool
You a lil' thot and it's cool
But I won't fuck her for two
Racks comin' in, just make sure that they blue
I'ma make sure that they bluе
I'm so high, bitch, I can't see
I'm so high, bitch, I can't see
Patek Philippe and that shit is antique
Vеtements, CC, the Ricky, LV
She wanna be my lil' bae, I'm like, "Baby, let's see"
I'm like, "Is you gon' ride when that shit gettin' deep?"
I'm like, "Is you gon' ride when that shit gettin' real?"
Move my batch with my ride with this shit like a fiend
All these numbers she ain't havin' enough of this
Hundreds of shit, she ain't havin' enough of this
That lil' pain we put in ain't enough to this
'Til I look at the numbers we up in this
I know these niggas mad that they stuck with it
All these racks, I'm like fuck it, we up in that
Up in that
All these racks, I'm like fuck it, we up in that
Real things
I done been through some real pain
We ain't sippin' on stilpane
What I'm smokin'? Shit still pain
I get high, I don't feel things
I get high, I don't feel things
She wan' fuck 'cause I'm real deal
That bitch don't know my real name
What I'm tottin' is real steel
When I'm driving my wheel track
We got them sticks like it's Kill Bill
We make sure they gon' feel pain
All this codeine, I can't feel shit
Shit ain't real, it's decieving
We be on top of the building
What the fuck is a ceiling? (Move)