18 im like fuck you wanna do
I like Dickie suits I like wheat Tim boots
I dont Milly rock I dont do no Diddy bop
Im from the middy mops copper tops & 30 shots
And im on strike two Im invincible
Still got a bid in me pretty little bitch w me
I cheat then she shootin me
She dont want no jewelry
She hold all my toolery
She stabbed me but she true to me
Im been haunted by a yellow bone her hair down
She tie her hair in the back and bow her head down
She know I put that lead down
I heard his name spoken
I swing that iron on his lawn like the Buick open

Real one
Thats how you know you got a real
Real one
How you gonna know you got a real one
When I shake your hand I dont feel none
Yeah we split some bands that dont mean none

How you gonna know some
Everybody froze up
Everybody told on us
You remember 01
I remember Pennsylvania
You remember 7th ave
Boi I think it 2nd ave
I put that fuck boy on his ass
I was really slappin & im grabbin & Im cutting bitch and stabbin
If them people get behind me Im like fuck it then we smashin
We got poppy and shotties with johnies ask bobby ya robberies yeah we did the real ones
I had the people like evil and demon and yeah we all laying on your lawn
Fake chains and fake Js sellin fake yay now its real stuff
He told you he pulled my card he pull my dick boi thats a real bluff
Real one
How you gonna know you got a real one
When I shake your hand I dont feel none
Yeah we split some bands that dont mean none