Nahfr Lyrics

Nigga nah for real

Imma shoot for them

Yea Mack and Preme

Yea them dawgs for real

I'm geeked up on addys

Looked at bro I passed em all the pills

I want all the smoke I can swim but I want all the seals

I'm like nah for real

Yal get jammed that ain't yo dawg fr

I just brought the block out and it's hot just like a fire drill

Clutching on that fye like you gone shoot and that shit got em killed

I'm like nah for real

You said it's love but I don't feel it's real

I'm like nah for real

That ass look fake but is them titties real?

I'm like nah for real

If I get locked up can I call you still?

I'm like nah for real

I throw up 4s I'm rich off bags for real

If I call you Bhabie I know you bad just like Dr. Phil

And my pockets fat I got racks jus like Uncle Phil

Skrt off in that scat no looking back straight to that vaccum seal

And my word is law they gone listen to me when I talk like the Holy Grail

Hit from the back

And I did not pay her

Hit from the back first night I slayed her

Shawty kno I'm not playing

Shawty know I'm way too playa

I make a call and the pack in the mail

Dinero been getting them packs in the jail

It's coming in wrapped up tight no smell

If it's smoke with my gang then you know I inhale

Yea nah for real

Rude be toting that kel for real

He gone ride for me 4L

We rode that paddy wagon to the jail

Couldn't see my momma happy in a cell

And I'm like nah for real

I be with my dawgs for real

All of us on call for real

Shot through the coat they like how did I hit em?

I'm on a perc maybe why I ain't feel em

I'll have some niggas go spin and go get em

I want a bitch look like Kylie Jenner

Hide yo hoe cause I'm dying to hit her

She in my close friends and liking some pictures

She already know not to tag me in pictures

Just off the strength of the life that I'm living

P-noid I'm clutching the glizzy no kizzy

You don't even got you no glizzy you tripping

Know imma keep me a F-N like I'm fishing

Cross out yo partner like Derrick Fisher

7.62 his body tissue

You ain't coming outside is you?

Got hit in his lungs his muscles relaxed

You ain't ready to die is you? Yea

We go slide for slide I let my kind get you

(I let my kind get you)