RNSU

Lyrics

[Intro: Damedot] (Dot) Man Real niggas, stand up If you a real nigga, put your fuckin' hands up (Nigga ain't never gettin' disappointed in me) If you out here in the streets tryna get your bands up (From the young niggas to the OGs, they all fuck with me, dog) Stay focused on the money, hoes'll fuck your plans up It's money over hoes [Chorus: Damedot] Real niggas, stand up If you a real nigga, put your fuckin' hands up If you out here in the streets tryna get your bands up Stay focused on the money, hoes'll fuck your plans up It's money over hoes They'll fuck your plans up It's money over hoes I'm tryna get my bands up It's money over hoеs Lil' nigga, man up When you run through the bag, dog Put them bands up [Verse 1: Babyface Ray] Ayy, look, nigga, watch your mouth Havе some wild niggas come and watch your house Might have 'em fuck you up or might fuck your spouse Shit, I'm feelin' like Lil Mouse You fuck around with fuck-arounds, that might get you out You fuck around with Lil Ray, that might get you in They catch you dirty in the state, that might get you ten You make it there all the way, that might get you bands, yeah Depends on what you send Man, I can get you anything, depends on what you spend Please, Lord, wash away my sins I got my enemies, protect me from these fuckin' hams Smokin' grams, pourin' up, that's just who I am You in love with that bitch, she was once a fan Ayy, I spinned her like a fan She let me fuck when you was with her, now she spinnin' him, nigga [Chorus: Damedot] Real niggas, stand up If you a real nigga, put your fuckin' hands up If you out here in the streets tryna get your bands up Stay focused on the money, hoes'll fuck your plans up It's money over hoes They'll fuck your plans up It's money over hoes I'm tryna get my bands up It's money over hoes Lil' nigga, man up When you run through the bag, dog Put them bands up [Verse 2: RLSG KD] Shit ain't change much, but some prices on some dope I cop Put a thirty in that Glock I got A couple different hoes who got fucked off top Stickin' to the G code, nan' ho'll get the lock Niggas ain't really 'bout it, they be really cloud killin' Dope boy who hand itchin', hidin' shit all in the ceiling Keep your mind on your money, plus plans to go get it Stayin' to myself 'cause most niggas switch and get to snitchin' I don't trip over these bitches, boy, I got a bag to move If I snooze, I'll lose, I ain't got shit to do But to grind, go get it, stack pros, handle business I ain't worried 'bout a witness, if I shot at 'em, I hit 'em But on Twitter, I don't mention, I'm too hood with it If I don't trust her, I'ma fuck her while I'm pistol grippin' Niggas too old to be out here sneak dissin' It's one motto that I follow, money over bitches [Chorus: Damedot] Real niggas, stand up If you a real nigga, put your fuckin' hands up If you out here in the streets tryna get your bands up Stay focused on the money, hoes'll fuck your plans up It's money over hoes They'll fuck your plans up It's money over hoes I'm tryna get my bands up It's money over hoes Lil' nigga, man up When you run through the bag, dog Put them bands up [Verse 3: G.T.] Yeah, me? I wasn't raised with a silver spoon I used to smell the crack fumes through the living room I was the nigga in school with all the tennis shoes Now I stash the cash in the soul that I got off blues I'm from the Red Zone, everybody know that Niggas see lean, they think we sellin', we just pour that Crispy-ass jacket, probably off some Bojax I never had a job, I'd rather move a blow pack (On my daddy) Niggas just now gettin' money? My lil' cousin fourteen, just tucked a hundred When I say I'm fucked up, dog, I'm just bluffin' I could blow it all today, man, this shit nothin' I ain't gon' lie, all that fake shit kinda funny And that beef shit, when we see 'em, they be duckin' This whole house full of chickens, I be pluckin' I follow back and fix it up, then I got it pumpin' [Outro] (Dot)