[Intro:] Yea, see real niggas come first cause we made to respect and we do what we want in these streets And dope boys come second cause money make the motherfucking world go round And fly niggas come third cause he might ain’t got no money but he still could pull the baddest bitch in the building Killing these streets nigga Treat the motherfucking ghost like a grand marquis Walk up the leash, 20 deep and we order a feast
[Verse 1:] I come straight from the ghetto, I’m balling hard as I wanna And I’m thankful as ever, that we ain’t out on a coma There been death in system, hear the ref with the whistle Cause these suckers is fowl, they disrespect us, we hit em Niggas claiming they real, they wrist and neck game ain't official They got me out in the field, a nigga back on his grizzle Going hard with the hammers, my niggas all in the slammer Niggas want catch me slipping but I don’t walk in banana I’m outchea strapper than velcro and no I don’t sell dough But I spit that raw shit, it’s like I sell coke Put one in your hand nigga, like right where the shell go Got one in a chamber yea we on point like your elbow Bulletproof range when I pull and shoot things Hit em close range, let em feel the blue flame Every month I buy a new car, a new chain And I don’t never fuck no bummy hoes then count the loose change
[Hook:] Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second) Fly nigga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words) I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that shit bad for my nerves) Real bitches come first (first), bad bitches come second (second) Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words I got perks all in my system and apple juice in my syrup And these suckers talking this money shit, y’all niggas got some nerve
[Verse 2:] I try to keep my bitches all on lay away (lay away) And if you fuck me good you getting paid today (paid today) That’s 40 on my wrist, you caught me 80k And I ain’t got no ice in it, rolling out the light tinted So these niggas see me (see me), sway em like graffiti (fiti) I get what I wanna (wanna), like I own a genie (genie) Niggas hating on me (on me) Know they wanna be me at the table with my niggas, eatin' lobster and linguini And that pussy smell like Fiji Boy, I just go swimming Everything but foreign from the porches to the women Up early in the morning, with the coca, tryna flip it Niggas say they want the money but they don’t want go and get it That’s why real nigga come first (first), dope boy come second (second) Fly nigga come third and I was out there on that curb With that mailbox so in close with me, I’m picture red that I’m worth Talking late nights you don’t play right, that kitchen wearing that work Go!
[Hook:] Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second) Fly nigga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words) I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that shit bad for my nerves) Real bitches come first (first), bad bitches come second (second) Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words I got perks all in my system and apple juice in syrup And these suckers talking this money shit, y’all niggas got some nerveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
