Aye Mustard
I swear to God I'm tired of these fake ass Niggas
Smash off in that Porsche like skrr
My Niggas smoke kush no purp
If that puss got a bush I'm like no
Hairy p***y b***h you the type that got herps
I'm 6-figure n***a your account no digits
F**k the b***h and bust a nut in four minutes
'Cause I ain't got time for p***y
YG what's yo' type I'm hittin' all kinds of p***y
You the type that hang with Niggas you don't like
For the fame that's a shame your lifestyle is all hype
I used to drive that all white Beamer
I had to get that Porsche 'cause it was cleaner
Now I'm 'bout to throw 4's on that b***h
I'm in the party stumping tricking falls on that b***h
And if one fight then we all fight
Boom bow bing n***a on sight
n***a I'm a real one
You do whatever for the fame
You make me wanna go click-clack bang
n***a I'm a real one
I can't stand you Niggas
I be wantin' back hand you Niggas
n***a I'm a real one
Yep all my Niggas bangers
Watch how I twist my fingers
n***a I'm a real one
If one fight then we all fight
Pop a pill and f**k all night
Rollie on the wrist Louie on the belt
I'm 'bout to call the IRS on myself
AMG Benzes Porsche's on 4's
Me and Mustard pull up that's a car show
Niggas getting mad but we just getting money
I can be your boo thang not your hubby
All the bitches love me all the bitches love me
If I had a 100 d***s I'd have all the bitches f**k me
New house new whip new year new goal
Same n***a same shit same clique same bros
n***a I'm a real one
If I ain't got it then I'ma I steal one
n***a I never fear one
I eat the p***y on the first date
Then brush my teeth with Colgate
I'd rather spend money before I spend time
Ask Drake he'll tell you no lie
n***a I'm a real one
You do whatever for the fame
You make me wanna go click-clack bang
n***a I'm a real one
I can't stand you Niggas
I be wantin' back hand you Niggas
n***a I'm a real one
Yep all my Niggas bangers
Watch how I twist my fingers
n***a I'm a real one
If one fight then we all fight
Pop a pill and f**k all night
Say n***a I'm a real one
Say n***a I'm a real one
You ain't a real one 'til you kill one
Well click-clack pow I'm a real one
n***a can no n***a tell me nothing 'bout me
Can no n***a tell me nothing 'bout me
Can no n***a tell me nothing 'bout me
Nah n***a not me
n***a I'm a real one
You do whatever for the fame
You make me wanna go click-clack bang
n***a I'm a real one
I can't stand you Niggas
I be wantin' back hand you Niggas
n***a I'm a real one
Yep all my Niggas bangers
Watch how I twist my fingers
n***a I'm a real one
If one fight then we all fight
Pop a pill and f**k all night
