On the real Lyrics

Tell me how you see a nigga money aside

You know im that guy guap baby

Baby you look so fine you tryna be my lady

Tell you all the time baby you fine

Wine and dine take you out

come back you eat dick up

I see the bubbles bottom of the tris sip it and I hiccup

Tell me what you like tell me when you see me you wanna yuh

Girl ill spend it all on you I wanna spend it all in you

Hear my words you say I slur when I talk just speak up

Im too high yeah bae im geeked up

Say she need me I don't need her

Mental baby im in the planets

Bad bitch wanna come with me

Pretty hoe wanna come and see me

Set the stick down she gone eat me

White beamer chocolate seats

I could show you where the chocolate be

My niggas don't play about me

Them seven six two arps them two two threes gone hit yo knees

Put a band on a hoe now she tryna count me

Put a band on a hoe no limit

Smoke cloud in the car its tinted

She can't wait till im all up in it

Take the bait these bitches they

Bite

Bite

She wanna ride like

Bike

Bike

Bad bitches be my type right

Im not the type to type right

Y'all niggas be pussy yeah y'all talk too much

Shhhhhh

She got a nigga at home so she don't wanna talk too much

Ok

I see these niggas just watching me I don't even say too much no more

Me and the drugs have convos telling me fuck it fuck that hoe

Get yo bands up go head man up

Go head chase that dough

White boy serve the white shit

I see Santa on his nose

Ok

Ok

Lets get to the green lil baby

Fuck like movie scene baby

Work out I get lean baby

Tell me what you see baby

These niggas not fucking with you

Ok

These bitches not fucking with you

Imma show you what guap baby do

What you do

What you do

What you do

What you do what you don't do

Telling you its us concrete baby you know that I want you

You do fuck shit make me mad two wrongs don't make no right

Thinking bout this shit that we had hope you living your life

You had me fucked up harder than fucked up

Fuck

How im still missing you thinking about if I really do want us

But you don't want us

You on other shit

Watch me blow up im gone find me the baddest bitch

Watch me go head look up im giving bags to bitches

Im getting mads of riches

Fuck it I aint worried bout a bitch