[Intro: Izaya Tiji]
(Thrillboy)
Yeah, haha
(It's Surreal Gang lil' bitch)

[Verse 1: Izaya Tiji]
[?] right now (Scored it)
Don't wanna fuck, whatchu talm 'bout, (ok)
He'll talk stupid then jam him, (Aha)
Lights, camera, glamour
Them hollows cut up a damn rock
And my lil’ n***as looking like Matt Ox
You can suck my dick or just shut up
Don't make the G2 jump up
Yo hoe on my ballsack, get up
I be gettin' this money, go faster
We give you some of that cancer
More money than a banker
Rich as fuck, the case is
I think my Glock a lil’ racist
Fire lil n***a like [?]
Don't fuck with no homosapien
Money keep fallin', gotta rake it
For a lil’ money, she gon' shake it
For a lil’ hundo, she gon' suck it
Get yo racks up lil’ dummy
Booty so soft like gummy
Walk in Benihana, get jumped
Beam on the [?] keep thumping
No I can't be your buddy
[Verse 2: Kankan]
Hop in that trackhawk, we racing (It's Surreal Gang lil' bitch)
All white diamonds like a racist
I'm on that perc, got my heart racing
You ain't got guap boy, yeah just face it
You ain't got cash lil' n***a then shut up
G2, this lil' Glock just wet up
Say you got racks lil’ n***a then band up
Got a Moncler coat, oh bet huh?
Hoe I got twin XD's up in there
Run up that guap boy, all that cheddar, yeah
Chrome, designer, flexin'
They gon' say I'm a lil’ flashy, (Huh)
Run it up, n***a, better
Kan make em' fly like a lil’ feather
Ha, yeah, XD shoot up yo spot
I'm off that oxy, my heart might stop
Caught that boy lackin', yeah at that lil’ stop
Run off on me n***a, yeah don't try it
Perc got me high like a god damn pilot
Ha, jugged his lil’ loot, yeah like a lil’ pirate
We smokin' pollution, yeah we gettin' fried
N***a tried to be us, yeah he tried
Tried to be a young n***a, yeah he tried
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha
[Outro]
(It's Surreal Gang lil' bitch)