[Verse]
Huh, huh, huh, huh, yeah
I'm with it, yeah, I spin this shit, I'm a real drilla
Make her a mimosa, lil' boy, I'm with your love
Yeah, I'm in the kitchen, whip it, flip it today-today
If I ain't credited for this shit, I don't even exist
They was praying for the downfall, want me in the mist
Such a shame, I'm deep in the cut, bitch, I'm in the mix
Yeah, I'm with it, yeah, I spin this shit, I'm a real drilla
That boy in the room snitchin', he a real spilla
(Real drilla)
Huh, huh, yeah, I'm the real dilla
N***as still giving me glaze with the fuckin' filling
Start counting your days, shit is getting realer
Boy, stop playin' them games, you gon' start to feel off
Huh, the fuck? Why they tryna say I—? Ooh (Say—Ooh)
Huh, why they tr—? Why thеy tryna say I fell off?
Why they tryna put my name in a bad light?
Why you cook thе food lame? That's a bad bite
If you do bad things, you're a bad guy
If you're doin' rad things, then your path right
If you need the ting fixed, go to Best Buy
Bought that bitch a ring, it wasn't my best buy
She think I'm nice, she think she got the best guy
If I pull up in suit, bitch, I wear the best tie
Bitches in pursuit to being on my best side
If you drink, boy, we gon' have the best night
Huh, huh, yeah
I'm with it, yeah, I spin this shit, I'm a real drilla
Took her ass to Milan (I'm a real spilla)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, yeah
I'm with it, yeah, I spin this shit, I'm a real drilla
Fat as fuck, I rep donuts like I'm J-Dilla
(I'm a real drilla)