REAL TALES Lyrics

Yo, G-Mo, it's B-5

Amazon with the fire stick

I got the money with the Pliers grip

(I got it)

We got the honeys with the Livest crips

I'm up in Paris buying ice and drip

Facts

Bitch, don't confuse me with that minor shit

(I'm major)

Bitch, don't confuse me with that lying shit

Tight im on flights life anonymous

(Gone)

If i put her on

What do I get out of it

When I put them on, why they always doubt a win

And when I'm down to win, they like an ottoman

This that chainsaw flow

We cutting down again

This that same old flow that got you down to bitch

I'm never out of bitch

I only out of bitch

I give em Uber D. I'm in and out of bitch

These niggas fraud only shooting at the rocket shit

Bitch, I'm a star

By these means, man, I gotta live

Dead press tell, no tales

Brave men win

Haters fail

Running through the storm

I prevail

Watch her get wet and set sail

Man dem talk but its all a glow

Catch um outside then we calm the smoke

babygirl i never seen a loss before

Dam