Real Artist ft. BRY GREATAH Lyrics

Trappin my nigga , you know I been gettin' this money

The watch is a AP its bust, I been doin' this shit for some months

Yeah, this bitch super bad and she fuckin' with me

Probably cause I got knots in my jeans

But she aint Know I'm addicted to lean, lean, lean

Rolling my nigga a, I'm prolly off a bean, yeah

Big Ferragamo bag on the back and it's pink, pink, yeah

It could be hot as hell, nigga, ill prolly wear a mink, mink

I'm fuckin This Bitch super bad and she went to her knees

For me, she gon' sit on her knees

The rocks on her wrist, got it blingin

The engine on it, cat got it steamin

Who watchin' my back when I need it

This bitch, she is bad, you know that she little

For that, yeah I know she anemic

My bitch, yeah, she bad, she the meanest

So bad, I'll fuck if it's bleeding

I ain't playin' no games, yeah, I mean it

Nobody was there when I need it

I put a little bitch up in neimans

She spendin' that cash when she need it

She spendin' my bag, I be gettin' these racks

So I'm fuckin' that bitch when I need it

I break it all up, it's lean in my cup

She gettin' attached to the demons

She gettin' attached to my demons

I'm pourin' no perky and I'm leanin

Versus me, popping that Xanny, that's fiend shit

She banging my music all through the speakers

I just met that bitch and she tweakin

She sayin' she love me, I know she don't mean it

I told the lil' bitch to come over and

Just come and fuck me, like you mean it