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[Mir
Real lit, pardon my French
But most of niggas be real life bitch
But I ball so hard, I'll probably be scoring in the 5th
You can't even find ya way off the
Gucci all on my waist and I caught me a case
Lil bitch slipped on my drip
Triple-dub, no assist, my got ass and tits
And ya bitch got bumps on her

JP]
Real life lit, real lit
This some life shit
Instagram bitches, they be real hit
If I hit you once, you still my bitch
I need A like Cory Gunz and Lil Wayne
I pop perks like I'm hurt and I feel pain
I sip lean a nigga got a toothache
Cold heart, a new emoji, got the blue face,

[Mir
I just got me new chains today
Hope I make it through the rain
My niggas warming up for
In the field like they got a game
Just got a from my old shit
Then and made me another one
I thought niggas was real ones
out they really was bubble gum

JP]
I've been juggin', finessing, I need all the
You play with my money, you leave in a
My niggas, my brothers, we in together
We weather the storm, been moving so clever
I'm dropping on 'em like shit
can't figure me out, got 'em nervous
Nothing's or perfect
Collecting bread on church shit

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

Fontane]
Flow Stone Cold Steve, yeah
Flow Stone like Steve, yeah
You say you got cheese, aye
That shit believe, aye
Maybe it's Born It, aye
Maybe it's Maybelline,
Came from the
They follow
We doing major

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

Fontane]
Throw it off the glass, a highlight
They don't respect, niggas kill you for the limelight
If you looking for a bar, here's a Klondike
Seen niggas buried in the clothes from prom night, prom night
with the devil, better have a good two step
Niggas they from the mud, never got they boots wet
Gold digging bitches come and wanna crew rep
Thots got pussy a tang like the Wu said, yeah

JP]
Jolly Rancher and a got me leaning, aye
Matt the scenes, he a genius, yeah
let the money come between us, ugh
Real life lit, gleaming
My like the 4th of July, yeah
I got this bitch from Dubai, aye
I trap and I rap, got two
sit on you, lay you down like a futon, yeah

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