They Ain't Real

Lyrics
[Intro] What? Uh, uh, uh I'ma, uh, I'ma, uh Nigga what? Nigga what? Aye, Q Da Fool Gang, gang, gang, gang [Verse] They stole the swag, but it's cool I'm a trap nigga, so everything new I got some shooters, they be high off the juice I fuck on that bitch, that bitch pussy the truth You be smoking on that low grade High class can't smoke, that's why I count bread Plus I'm a shooter, RIP Twin, got it tatted on my forehead Got all this trap shit from my father, now my nigga a goop head I let your bitch smoke designer drugs with all my thugs, she got good head I'm on a mission, you better not be an issue Fuck a bitch, I fell in love with this pistol Alias, I might just slide in that rental I've been retarded ever since I was little I ain't worrying 'bout what you think You better be worried 'bout Q Da Fool You ain't never been up in no shootouts Nigga never stood up like a general Another one gon' bite the dust If he try to run, now I gotta bust You a dick eater, can't hang with us I'm off a Xan and some angel dust I ain't tryna love a bitch I'm tryna bust a nut Since I've been hanging with my dogs I can't hang with moodies And if the trap get hot then the trap moving I can't kick it with that hoe because that hoe be choosing My bitches love me, say that I'm the man I gotta be bitch, fuck is you saying? Q Da Fool, he making love to them bands You looking mad, I just laugh at your ass OG Bob said I'm moving too fast He was right, 'cause I let shawty crash Ooh, since a young nigga Ain't do nothing but look up to drug dealers Once I got older, I didn't My brother Max got me hip to a lick OG Bob got me hip to a stick Now a get it cracking bitch, like a Ritz I ain't tripping bitch, I'm finna be rich Pop a Molly watch designer I switch I need some Gucci oven mitts Damn, It's getting hot up in this bitch Said "fuck it", I'ma give you the swag Anyways, 'cause y'all stealing the swag Ole rapping nigga, I ain't feeling yo ass Ahh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh Try run up, yo ass gon' end up in a wheelchair Real trap nigga, this shit be too real Streets fucked up, nigga, ain't shit fair
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Credits
- Producers
- Rob $urreal
- Dolan Beats