Real Deal

Remember all them late nights when we was forced to spin Like pops put some shit down but I'm next to Ken Black truck, to Sixty hear the price and I ain't even flinch With a bad bitch, her hair blue and her waist slim The pole tucked in all my sweats you know I stay trim Been feeling like I'm on the moon, I just can't vent Like I don't smoke but I'll still go and smoke sum Like if Johnny ask questions, I don't know nun Like how you fuckin' with the opps, get out my face Take a nigga jaw quick, he broke down, need triple A Like I'm feelin' fucked up but I'm a trophy so I'm straight She told me show the money pulled the racks up out the safe Seein' black when it get late, I'm turning Dark Vader Like they don't wanna see me win, these niggas all haters I had to put my feelings first, ain't doin' no favors Know it's extensions on the clip, I'm givin' low tapers Like Mon Té, a nigga need you, that shit real deal Tryna spin and hope it change the way I feel, feel Gotta keep a hammer on me like I'm Thor or sum Niggas focused on my life, must be bored or sum Like stop ridin' dick and go clock in My bitch one, two, and three, f*ck top ten Like if ain't no money in it, I ain't shakin' hands This Benji make it hard to hear, I can't understand Like even when I'm wrong, I'm still right about it These niggas want my bitch bad, just go cry about it My pops taught me how to shoot, I'm blowin' from the shoulders I'm tryin' not to think about it, granny getting older I move first, I'm the type to make examples I heard they want to ball, but they ain't really got the handles On this side, it get janky, every block another candle You ain't never spooked, a nigga chased him all up out his sandals Like I'm the type to hop first, I don't creep Pink polka dots, my bitch pretty and petite Like she a shy freak, arch it up just for me Two plates, at Ruth's Chris, got me feelin' like a chief Like if she want it, then she got it, cause these racks ain't never stoping I had to spin, ain't have a option, think I got a real problem Said she bad and out the way and, she ain't bringin' me no drama I been spendin' back to back, and I'm still countin' commas Cashin' out off a lick, spend it all on my bitch Strip a nigga out his shit, no passport takin' trips My bitch bad and out the mix, she mysterious and shit Made it happen off a play, took a L so I could win With a bad bitch, her hair blue and her waist slim