Naw 4 Real

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Damn fake you cookin' up
Yelling give me that, bitch leave me alone
Ain't no D.N.D
I'm scoring twenty phones
I'm scoring, scoring twenty-phones
Scoring, yeah
Rat bitch yellin
Give me that, bitch leave me alone
On D.N.D no I ain't cheatin' bae, I'm campin' twenty phones
High tech chop, bitch come with heat sensors
See who in your home
Unc said them trophies, ain't gon' wait on you, next nigga gon' cash it if you don't
My favorite snipper like a firefighter
In that bitch just clearing smoke
I think I'm Weezy, baby, when I'm punchin' in, can't find shit I wrote
Without my distro kid, them dumps wit pin and the road
My only hope, don't eat no plantains
Just jerk chicken, make fifty with the zoes
I think I'm prime time, intercept the jack
Turn in, strike a pose, pass through Virginia
One time, f*ck around, found a inny in Roanoke
Can't find a nigga that they put on, but they bosses, I know
Free bands out the country
E Transfer out Toronto
Can't no teller, scare my runner, her last
Was a model, they love taxin' at the club
Tapped 1250 for three bottles
It's like a full-time job, jugg-proof the ride
I ain't gotta ask, siri shit, take 75
Know some bloc boys that'll shoot, better look alive
Bro just caught 20 outta telly, right by Crimson Tide
Why these niggas lyin'
Damn, near talk to ducie every day
Know my niggas smilin
Most my niggas wildin
I booked that rental, broke as hell, doubled up the mileage
Nah, I got plenty thousands
Kill the rats, f*ck the snakes
Nah, you can't come around me
I told my baby don't even trip about it
We ten toes down and we ain't jumpin' off
No cliff bout it, tryna make it home
You stop my day, I'm off the hip bout it
First time was Sloppy, do the shit right, ain't a soul go hear about it
Hell naw, I ain't scared of mountains
It take some hours to get through this bitch, make me 11 thousand
I'm forever smiling
I get a drop I burn it down, make that bitch hunted housing
Can make 50 drop, just send your ID
Accountin' and routin
My main bitch walk tellers down, just like Ronda Rousey
You spent her on some shark boots
Wonder why she pouting
Bitch broke her nail, jammin' cards, I'll get em polished

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Written by: Sean Johnson

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