(KJ, What You Got Goin′ On, Man?) (Yo, Nick
Papz, Make It Slap) Brr Come With The
Gang, He One Of The Gang, I Get Him
A Lawyer Or Pay Him A Bail He A
Lil' Shooter, He Ain′t Got No –, I Get
One My – To Send Him Some Mail I
Was Just Whippin' The 'Rari On Collins, Givin′ ′em
Hell She Was Just Eatin' It ′til She Cryin'
(Ooh), It′s Givin' Chanel Give Me Some Money, I
Know What To Do, I Turn One Into Two
And Just Give A Scale Stackin′ My Coins, All
My Diamonds Is Water, I'm Knowin' These – Ain′t
Wishin′ Me Well He Got Hit Up That
Yard Stick (Brr), Ooh, His Kidneys Failed I've Been
Puttin′ It On And You Know I'ma Pop –
′cause I'm Really For Real I Ain′t Kissin' And
Tell, I'ma Keep It A Racky, – Never Could
Pack Me In The Back Of The ′Bach With
A Maybach In Back Me, Know I′m Rich As
An Athlete And I Know What To Do If
Them People Come Grab Me, No, I'm Never Gon′
Pass Peaks Say I'm Tellin On Who? Get You
Smoked Automatically, It′ll Go On My Rap Sheet (Brr,
Brr) Ooh, Racks She Throwin' It ′cause It
Was Fat (Okay) I'm Blowin' It ′cause I Be
Knowin′ I Lock And Get Focused, And Go Get
It Back (Yeah) She Gettin' Real Hype ′round Mike,
Hov And I Just Told Her, 'Relax' This –
Out The Trenches, I'm Fresh Out The Kitchen From
Turnin′ The Stove To The Max And They Killed
My Dog A Few Days Ago, I Ain't Holdin′
It Back (Lil' B) Can't Even Explain How I
Feel, Unless I′m Rollin′ Off These Pills (Rollin') I
Smoke Some Weed To Go To Sleep And Wake
Up Prayin′ It Ain't Real Go Through Some New
– Every Week, I Need Some Head So I
Could Chill (For Real) For Real, For Real,
For Real, For Real, Really Like That, For Real,
For Real – Got Smacked, For Real, For Real,
Ain′t Layin' Like That In The Field, For Real
Really Got Back, I Started With Nothin′, I'll Show
You How To Run Up Them Ms For Real
For Real, For Real, For Real, For Real, For
Real I'm On A G6 In A 747,
I′m Gettin′ High As A Plane That's My Lil′
–, He A Lil' Shooter, I Gave Him A
–, Told Him, 'Blow Out His Brain' I′m On
Jetskies In The Ocean, Givin' Them Hell She Eat
The – Up ′til She Cry, Cry, Cry, It's
Givin' Chanel I Got Them Hitters With Me, Brought
A Whole Lot Of Switches With Me Like I′m
Back In The Trenches I Took The Street
Route When I Wake Up And Leave Out, I
Can Throw On Givenchy I′m In The Back Of
The 'Bach With A ′Bach Followin' Me With A
Rolls Behind I Got The Mac On The Side
Of Me, Rackys, And I′m Rich As A Athlete
I Don't Know How To Talk Back To The
Police, I Get Caught With A Whole Ki′ Whippin'
A Bimmer, I'm Rockin′ A Rollie, Havin′ Trap Money,
Low Key I'm Rockin′ Prada On Prada, No LV,
Got More Water Than Maldives Ain't Havin′ Problems
With Gettin' My Benjis, I Can Smell All The
Envy Two Hundred Milli′, For Real, For Real, I'm
Still With – Who Kill, For Real I'm In
A Milli′, For Real, For Real, They Goin′ On
A Drilly For Real, For Real Run Up A
Billi' For Real, For Real, I′m Bailin' Out Melly,
For Real, For Real I Got The Racks, The
Racks, The Racks, For Real, They Came In A
Vacuum Seal I′m In A Coupe, Coupe, When I'm
Droppin′ The Top Off 'bout To Hit Off A
Cougar I Got A Plug, Plug When It
Comes To The Drugs, Drugs, I Got Money And
Shooters You In The Hood Now, Got Them Robbers
And Killers 'round, –, Welcome To Hell I′m ′bout
To Touchdown Where They Runnin' And Gunnin′ Down, Brought
Them Sticks With Us I'm Gettin′ Lewinsky In The
Back Of The Benz From Two Friend Skis I
Got Some Mixed Breeds Tryna Eat Up My Undies,
Leave Hungry I'm On A Lear, The Vision Crystal
Clear, Uh, Cartier She Gave Me Mop, Top
All Year, Now It′s Givin' Some New Gear I
Got Some – I'm Ballin′ On This Year, Think
I′m Playin' For Pat Riley I Got The Whole
Skyami On G6 When They Thought We Was Doin′
Molly I'm In The Pent′, The One With The
City, The View, With The Glass, You Get What
You Choose Ridin' The Batmobile, Two Hundred To Sit
On The Dash, It′s Givin' A Coupe (Hey, Hey,
Hey, Hey)