Making the haters mad
Pop tags everyday
I am gonna show my ass
Photogenic swag
Get automatic cash
Big wheel on the front
200 on a dash
We're running the streets
Tell the niggers hang it up
Diamonds on my neck
You see my niggers tatted up
Meet me in the club
Never catch me at the bar
Call a waitress
Tell her bring me the bar
Couple years OG gave me the word
Stop screwing birds start moving birds
So I put it down
I am the hottest in the hood
If you are looking for me
It aint hard
I am in the hood
Chorus
I am the realest
I am the realest
If you are looking for that...
All these hoes up in here know I'm the realest
I am the realest
I am the realest
(Repeat)
BANKS
You can meet me at the top
And every weekend spend
... make my cd about to drop
Put your TV must have seen me on a block
I got south Jamaica shit with me
... put the strippers in the trunk
... don't tell them what I spend
... the clock is ticking
I am on my way
... kusch you can smell it when I pass
Chorus
... ain't nobody winning
Somebody is losing like a mother fucker
... smoking on... sack the smell on my face
Heard your boys didn't make it
You should never tried out
Getting money over here
...
Chorus
I've been doing me Making the haters mad Pop tags everyday I am gonna show my ass Photogenic swag Get automatic cash Big wheel on the front 200 on a dash We're running the streets Tell the niggers hang it up Diamonds on my neck You see my niggers tatted up Meet me in the club Never catch me at the bar Call a waitress Tell her bring me the bar Couple years OG gave me the word Stop screwing birds start moving birds So I put it down I am the hottest in the hood If you are looking for me It aint hard I am in the hood Chorus I am the realest I am the realest If you are looking for that... All these hoes up in here know I'm the realest I am the realest I am the realest (Repeat) BANKS You can meet me at the top And every weekend spend ... make my cd about to drop Put your TV must have seen me on a block I got south Jamaica shit with me ... put the strippers in the trunk ... don't tell them what I spend ... the clock is ticking I am on my way ... kusch you can smell it when I pass Chorus ... ain't nobody winning Somebody is losing like a mother fucker ... smoking on... sack the smell on my face Heard your boys didn't make it You should never tried out Getting money over here ... Chorus Explain Request ×
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