Real Numbers

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Larry June] [?] pockets got bigger Had to cop the holster, cause the 40 kept slipping A hundred, niggas know I'm 'bout it, I ain't tripping It go down in the city, boy, don't get this shit twisted [?] everyday, like the [?] Got a scope on the K, when it's time to handle biz Count a hundred, count a 2 Count a 3, bitch it's lit Spitting game in her ear, got her feeling like she it Everything a nigga do, a hundred for real I don't think with my dick, and I got money to spend Got respect in the game, cause I did it for real Man this shit too easy, I'm rapping what I live I sell for the high, and my whips is fast 17 in the [?], doing the dash I pop that shit, and I make shit happen Fresh ass nigga, and my life is astounding [Verse 2: Philthy Rich] Say my name 5 times, and I'm popping up like Candy Man Keep a hammer on me, but I ain't never been a handy man Told that nigga before and after, when I took his bitch Washed my hands before and after, when I took a piss We was masked up before Coronavirus He a nerd from the 'berbs, [?] vilance Philthy Rich and Larry June [?] broke by June How you talking numbers, and don't bring me up? Pillow talking to the bitch, don't bring me up Drove every foreign that was ever made I ain't fucked the bitch if I was never paid I remember I had 12 hoes at 1 time Niggas pouring up a 2 lieder with 1 line Rest in peace unemployment, niggas' back broke Niggas lining up they partners, for a back [?] It's Philthy