Real Lyfer No Flexer

Lyrics

[Chorus: Woop] She hop in the whip with the Woop, she feel like she special I hit her and didn't hit her back, felt like I finessed her Them 7.62s, they chop through a house and a Tesla I'm a real-lifer, no flexer, I'm a real-lifer, no flexer I'm a real-lifer, no flexer, I'm a real-lifer, no flexer I know that you a big capper, I know that you is a lesson I'm a real-lifer, no flexer, I'm a real-lifer, no flexer Pull up with some shit so bad, she make the other hoes get petty [Verse 1: 9lokkNine & Woop] I think I made my other hoes jealous I let her rock shotty, I don't know Pump, ayy I'm all about my green, no relish Them niggas need to catch up, I'm with Mustard You get whopped 'bout this fetty, no tester I was posted on the block tryna hustle Now he servin' out the P, he done bossed up [?][0:40] get touched up [?] breakin' down shit, get a [?] They tried to run him out the bricks, so he dead for 'em He got a vest, he need a helmet, what your head for? What I believe in, nigga, I'ma stand for You got beef, let me know, put your hands up Matter fact, it ain't nothin', nigga, stand up Tonii Boii got extensions on the AR Tryna take Nine's chain, you won't get far We got big hot things on the boulevard I'm posted up, I'll pull your whole ho card .40 cal make 'em run a whole forty yards Who he is? Don't give a fuck, we gon' bombard Little fake ass chain, no security guard I put Woop in the Range, now we goin' far (Woop Woop) Make her fetch like a dog, now she goin' for it Fourth down, want it all, now we goin' for it [Chorus: Woop] She hop in the whip with the Woop, she feel like she special I hit her and didn't hit her back, felt like I finessed her Them 7.62s, they chop through a house and a Tesla I'm a real-lifer, no flexer, I'm a real-lifer, no flexer I'm a real-lifer, no flexer, I'm a real-lifer, no flexer I know that you a big capper, I know that you is a lesson I'm a real-lifer, no flexer, I'm a real-lifer, no flexer Pull up with some shit so bad, she make the other hoes get petty [Verse 2: Woop] Pull up on a nigga, two sticks, one of 'em big, one little Both of 'em hold the same bullets, both pointed at the same nigga Had Woop Woop the main nigga, cross his ass like Kyrie with the dribble Pretty little bitch look better, promise if I hit her, she get thicker We don't ride drop-top spinners, we ride the solos and rentals I don't wanna talk, rather spin 'em, caught in the mix like a blender We the ones boom-boom-boom, we the ones right at your window Ridin' in the Pucci, two bitches, it's a zoovie, this shit [?][2:12] [?] like the lift-up man, fisher like the lift-up man All I wanna hear is straight grams, wanna hear the pot scrape grams I'm dancin' with the chop, break a leg, type of shit to make 'em breakdance They say somebody gotta take the L, baby, I ain't the one, take this [Chorus: Woop] She hop in the whip with the Woop, she feel like she special I hit her and didn't hit her back, felt like I finessed her Them 7.62s, they chop through a house and a Tesla I'm a real-lifer, no flexer, I'm a real-lifer, no flexer I'm a real-lifer, no flexer, I'm a real-lifer, no flexer I know that you a big capper, I know that you is a lesson I'm a real-lifer, no flexer, I'm a real-lifer, no flexer Pull up with some shit so bad, she make the other hoes get petty [Outro: 9lokkNine] I don't even want no pretty bitch, there ain't no more lovin' shit Niggas know I be bustin' shit, talkin' run down and dump a bitch, we don't owe them shit, ayy We be on that [?] shit You know we be on that slumpin' shit, ayy, oppin' shit Double-O-seven, times two, that's some fourteen hundred shit Now we runnin' shit Seven hundred, bitch, now we whoopin' shit Call up Woop and shit Niggas know that we oopin' shit Oh, you stupid, bitch? I be runnin' down on 'em, know I be on all that stupid shit, on some ruthless shit 9lokkNine got a tool, got nine other, use a bit I'll use it bitch