Real Is Rarë

I got up my money, yeah, I got up my blues
Bitch, I always win
Don't think that I could lose
They don't got no drank
They sippin' street juice
I don't know what I love more
The pink or blues? (Ah)
Riding round, in a Tonka
I done told you that I really want ya
Won't you come on baby, let me put it in ya
Yeah, they stab you in your back
They right behind you
I went and painted the top of the coupe
So I heard what the birds say
I went inside of the mall and I
Hit LV for the third day straight
Yeah, we got bodies on bodies
Yeah, we got twizzys, got cuddies
Yeah, we got blicks on top of them blicks
They aimеd right at your muffin
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
How you thought that I
Wouldn't make it? Bitch
You thought I was bluffin' (yeah)
Be so high insidе the whip
The whole left side is scuffed

They said I look like I'm a
Mexican mixed with some Russian
And when I sign my first
Deal, I need five mil's, no budging
(No) they say I be way too clean, I'm fresh
I walked in scrubbin'
I would gladly toss a dub just
So I miss the ruckus
We be shootin' from the three
All we do is make buckets
I wonder if I can find me peace
Or if I can find me something (Huh)
I just be sitting back, I just be calculating
Yeah, I just be counting up
I just be mathemating
Why they lie so much? Why they exaggerating?
I fucked my money up so much
I done ejaculated (Go)

I got up my money, yeah, I got up my blues
Bitch, I always win
Don't think that I could lose
They don't got no drank
They sippin' street juice
I don't know what I love more
The pink or blues? (Ah)
Riding round, in a Tonka
I done told you that I really want ya
Won't you come on baby, let me put it in ya
Yeah, they stab you in your back
They right behind you
I went and painted the top of the coupe
So I heard what the birds say
I went inside of the mall and I
Hit LV for the third day straight
Yeah, we got bodies on bodies
Yeah, we got twizzys, got cuddies
Yeah, we got blicks on top of them blicks
They aimed right at your muffin
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
How you thought that I
Wouldn't make it? Bitch
You thought I was bluffin' (yeah)
Be so high inside the whip
The whole left side is scuffed