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

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

[Mir
I just got me some new today
Hope I make it through the today
My niggas up for action
In the field like they got a today
Just got a check from my old
Then and made me another one
I thought niggas was real ones
Turned out they really was gum

JP]
I've juggin', finessing, I need all the extras
You with my money, you leave in a stretcher
My niggas, my brothers, we in together
We weather the storm, I've been moving so
I'm dropping on 'em bird shit
They figure me out, got 'em nervous
Nothing's or perfect
Collecting on some church shit

Worldwide JP/Mir Fontane]
I can't explain feeling
you turned up but you chillin'
You a good guy and a
I hope they love me, willing
Sky's the limit, no
I've seen the good bad
happy faces turn mad
I'm tryna win, guess my bad
Mama, mama, if I die
Let my stay alive
Don't let the fake news me as a bad guy
Oh if I be a fly on the wall sometimes
I'd see all the things hide
Who's kissing me with lies

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

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

Fontane]
Throw it off the glass, a highlight
They want respect, niggas kill you for the limelight
If you looking for a cold bar, here's a
Seen niggas buried in the clothes from prom night, prom night
Dancing with the devil, better have a two step
claim they from the mud, never got they boots wet
Gold digging come around and wanna crew rep
Thots got pussy with a like the Wu said, yeah

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

[Hook: JP/Mir Fontane]
I can't explain this
you turned up but you chillin'
You a guy and a villain
I hope they love me, lord
Sky's the limit, no
I've seen the turn bad
Seen happy 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 wall
I'd see all the they hide
Who's been kissing me with