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[Mir
Real lit, pardon my French
But most of niggas be real life bitch
But I so hard, I'll probably still be scoring in the 5th
You even find ya way off the bench
Gucci all on my waist and I caught me a case
Lil stupid bitch slipped on my
Triple-dub, no assist, my got ass and tits
And ya got bumps on her lips

JP]
Real life lit, life lit
This some life shit
Instagram bitches, be real life hit
If I hit you once, then you my bitch
I need A like Cory Gunz and Lil Wayne
I pop perks like I'm and I don't feel pain
I sip lean a nigga got a toothache
Cold heart, a new emoji, got the face, damn

Fontane]
I just got me some new chains
Hope I make it through the rain
My niggas up for action
In the field they got a game today
Just got a check from my old
Then went and me another one
I thought niggas was real ones
Turned out they was bubble gum

JP]
I've been juggin', finessing, I all the extras
You with my money, you leave in a stretcher
My niggas, my brothers, we in this
We the storm, I've been moving so clever
I'm dropping on 'em bird shit
They can't figure me out, got 'em
promised or perfect
Collecting bread on some church

Worldwide JP/Mir Fontane]
I explain this feeling
When you turned up but you
You a guy and a villain
I hope love me, lord willing
the limit, no ceilings
I've seen the good bad
Seen faces turn mad
I'm win, guess it's my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my vibes alive
Don't let the fake paint me as a bad guy
Oh if I be a fly on the wall sometimes
I'd see all the things hide
Who's been kissing me lies

[Mir
Flow Stone Cold Steve, yeah
Flow Stone Cold Steve, yeah
You say you got cheese, aye
That make believe, aye
Maybe Born With It, aye
it's Maybelline, yeah
Came the bottom
They wanna
We doing things

JP]
All my niggas on sly shit
niggas on some kumbaya shit
Got a Chinese bitch that eat with
She want a hood nigga that can pop
My plug could a car in a suitcase
Me and my dawg goin' ball, a toupee
Two shake, ten
Beat the up, switch the tempo
break, pass it to my kinfolk, yeah

[Mir
Throw it off the glass, a highlight
They want respect, niggas kill you for the limelight
If you looking for a bar, here's a Klondike
niggas buried in the same clothes from prom night, prom night
Dancing with the devil, better a good two step
Niggas claim they the mud, never got they boots wet
Gold bitches come around and wanna crew rep
Thots got pussy with a tang like the Wu said,

JP]
Jolly Rancher and a got me leaning, aye
Matt behind the scenes, he a genius,
Never let the money between us, ugh
Real life lit, gleaming
My like the 4th of July, yeah
I got this lil' bitch Dubai, aye
I trap and I rap, got two
Still'll sit on you, lay you down like a futon,

[Hook: Worldwide JP/Mir
I can't this feeling
you turned up but you chillin'
You a guy and a villain
I hope they me, lord willing
the limit, no ceilings
I've seen the good bad
happy faces turn mad
I'm win, guess it's my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my vibes alive
let the fake news paint me as a bad guy
Oh if I could be a fly on the sometimes
I'd see all the things they
Who's been me with lies