Real Life Thriller

Hittin up my dms bitches trying to get a nut

Call my glocky Michael Jackson cause you know you getting touched

Pop a 30 in this hoe bitches know i love to fuck

If you really run up on me then you know you out of luck

I was hitting her from the back now we smoking on that crunch

I was shooting out the whip then i pass my boy the gun

Hit you once and then you done we got bullets clipping lungs

50 Rounds in choppas got you scared right from the drum

If you really want that shit then you gone have to get it done

He ain't really caught a body guess his ass isn't the one

Cj got locked up but he really posted bond

Then i hopped back on the porch then i started making songs