[Produced by The Kathy]

[Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid & Ab-Soul]
Real n***a shit, real n***a shit
Pill popping, peel a n***a shit (yeah)
They all know, know-know then reload the clip (Soulo)
Tell me something I don't know, uh-huh (real n***a shit)
Real n***a shit, real n***a shit
Pill popping, peel a n***a shit (yeah)
They all know, know-know then reload the clip
N***a tell me something I don't know (real n***a shit)

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Yeah, you know the name, Top Dawg bitch
No cat in this, I volunteered for these Hunger Games (Soul!)
I'm the one to blame for fucking up the frame of mind
Of many minds but might I mind you these are minor things
My aim is to ill instill in the powers that be, the power in me
To move matter with my brain, powder ain't my name
Money, power and respect, powder in my

[Bridge: BJ The Chicago Kid & Ab-Soul]
But nevermind that, baby just move your body (uhh)
Nevermind that, baby just move your body
Nevermind that, baby just move your body
Just turn the lights low
Nevermind that, baby just move your body (zone out)
But nevermind that, baby just move your body
But nevermind that, baby just move your body
[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
Uhh, real n***a shit
She wanna be a righteous young rich n***a bitch
Are you a lesbian or a librarian?
I know you got room for my dic- (shhh)
-Tionary in your library then
This ain’t a fairy tale, you are not dreaming
That Vitamin C, it is not semen
I'm prestigious, might press up on you
I'm a fucking scripture, n***a we bussin' scripts (pill poppin')
(Peel a n***a shit) If he don't leave you no option
If your nose starts bleeding, hold your balance (what?)
Balmain bikers, never rode a motorcycle, no denial (no denial)
I just got em cause you got it, when you got em, hah?
(They all know-know) Play this whole shit (then reload the clip)
What you call that? (Real n***a shi-) yeah

[Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid]
Real n***a shit, real n***a shit
Pill popping, peel a n***a shit
They all know, know-know then reload the clip
Tell me something I don't know, mmm, yeah (real n***a shit)
Real n***a shit, real n***a shit
Pill popping, peel a n***a shit
They all know, know-know then reload the clip (yeah)
N***a tell me something I don't know (real n***a shit)
[Verse 3: Rick Ross & BJ The Chicago Kid]
Uhh! (M-M-M)
Hahah (n***a tell me something I don't-)
Three bands on my shades, I'm riding round in that nine
My car wash at four, my top down at five
These hoe n***as don't count, them all golds gon' mount
Fake n***as gon' fade, we don't know what that bout
That white girl in that pot, fuck n***as I'm hot
But nevermind that, baby just move your body
That .45 on my pers', quarter keys in my verse
All my shit be rock hard, yo shit so commerc'
Master key to these riches, fuck most of these bitches
Checked half of these n***as, checking athlete figures
Rest in peace, y'all n***as done forgot
Now yo' neck in the noose, see you at the top

[Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid]
Real n***a shit, real n***a shit
Pill popping, peel a n***a shit
They all know, know-know then reload the clip
N***a tell me something I don't know (real n***a shit)
Hey-yeah, oh no no (real n***a shit, real n***a shit)
Pill popping, peel a n***a shit
They all know, know-know then reload the clip
N***a tell me something I don't know! (real n***a shit)
Uh-huh
[Verse 4: Ab-Soul]
Something and I pull up
And I hop out looking fresh as Zanerobe leather sweats
Fucking bitches in the PH, not the PJ's (Saudi)
Blow a hundred thousand dollar check, got them goons on deck
Be quiet, real killers move in silence (they do!)
Them killers they be wyling, them killers they be wyling, yeah
Pop a pill then peel your shit, that's T-M-I but that's R-N-

[Outro: BJ The Chicago Kid]
Mind that, baby just move your body
Nevermind that, baby just move your body
Nevermind that, baby just move your body
Nevermind that, baby just move your body
Nevermind that, baby just move your body