Uh, better listen closely

Ayy, shoot a p**y n**a acting nosy, yeah

It's just Big 14 and Lil Mosey, yeah

F**k that ho, you treat her like a trophy, huh (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

N**a's be talkin' shit but they ain't with that shit for real

F**k n**a talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass killed

F**k n**a talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass spilled

You ain't really real, you ain't with that shit for real

N**a this ain't that for real, this ain't that for real

You's a b**h, you's a lame n**a, this ain't that for real

You's a b**h, you should quit, n**a, this ain't that for real

This ain't that for real, this ain't that for real

No legit, you's a b**h, n**a, this ain't that for real

Odell with the pick, n**a, this ain't that for real

I'm a f**g walking lick, but n**a this ain't that for real

Yeah, yeah

Shoot him with this choppa make his body dance, uh

Choppa get to bussin', do the runnin' man, uh

Would've threw a party, I ain't got no friends, uh

All my niggas brothers and that's to the end, uh

Would've used a Glock but I used the FN

Shootin' the .223's, you a dead man, uh

Choppa gonna shoot at your head man

Where the f**k you 'posed to keep a head band

Like you hooping, but we balling the way that we shooting (that we shooting)

I got rings, I got rings, b**h not like Melo, uh

B**h I'm with the slimes, Donatello, uh

Lemme eat that kitty, baby hello, huh

N**a's be talkin' shit but they ain't with that shit for real

F**k n**a talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass killed

F**k n**a talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass spilled

You ain't really real, you ain't with that shit for real

N**a this ain't that for real, this ain't that for real

You's a b**h, you's a lame n**a, this ain't that for real

You's a b**h, you should quit, n**a, this ain't that for real

This ain't that for real, this ain't that for real (uh, yeah, yeah)

I'm with 14, we gon' flow then smoke on OG

This weed loud, it's some gas, got me choking

Walking through my city, shaking bullets off me

Know my riches 'cause these b**h look how it's flexin'

You ain't with the shits, I can tell, bullets, they hot as hell

Thinking 'bout buying a well and a new crib for my momma, uh

Always pull up with some drums

But n**a I'm riding with gunners, boom

I'm just wondering what Carti would do

Beatin' his case, so I got him a jewel

Take it with slatt 'nem, we ain't doing no acting

Slide down 'less you have it, we still causing havoc

Big boy I did it again, no I don't wanna be friends

I turn a five to a ten, money, I'm throwing a band

Backwoods, I'm smoking the gas, I'm finna f**k her then pass

Skrrt skrrt I hop in the Wraith, when I'm running from 12 and I'm doing the dash

Ooh, dripping like water

And she wanna f**k 'cause money up on her

N**a's be talkin' shit but they ain't with that shit for real

F**k n**a talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass killed

F**k n**a talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass spilled

You ain't really real, you ain't with that shit for real

N**a this ain't that for real, this ain't that for real

You's a b**h, you's a lame n**a, this ain't that for real

You's a b**h, you should quit, n**a this ain't that for real

This ain't that for real, this ain't that for real