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Tekst piosenki
[Hook]
I'm talking real money, no counterfeiter
You can tell I get money, baby look at my wrists
You can tell I get money, baby look at my criiiiiiiiib
You can tell I get money, now she wanna liiiiiiiiive with me
I'm talking real money
Real Money (x17)
AYE bitch I'm talking real money
Real money (x2)
Bitch I'm talking real money
[Verse 1]
I pull up then slide out like touchdown
Nigga you can nuck if ya buck, gon buck, get yo dumb ass bucked down
It was me an Kenn Rob on the southside of Chicago looking for a damn buck down
I was pulling up with the players, out there looking, you know I got touchdowns
Make the bullets go left, right, in the middle of your eyesight I paint it like peter
You niggas my sons, I know shouldla stomped on ya'll fetus
Bitch I got stripes like a tiger, pulled up in the all white bitch I ain't a zebra
I knew she was gon' eat when she seen my car but she says shes ain't a eater
Baby if you ain't gon' eat it then I can say I ain't a cheater
I'm smoking on reeeeeeeeeeeeefa-high as fuck, and I can say I ain't a tweaker
I'm pulling up flexin' up, think that I'm leggin' cause pussy I got the fajita
I hit up yo neck, and yo arms, and yo chest, and then for the forensics I leave ya
[Hook]
I'm talking real money, no counterfeiter
You can tell I get money, baby look at my wrists
You can tell I get money, baby look at my criiiiiiiiib
You can tell I get money, now she wanna liiiiiiiiive with me
I'm talking real money
Real Money (x17)
AYE bitch I'm talking real money
Real money (x2)
Bitch I'm talking real money
[Verse 2]
I won't demand my respect, he gots some decent OG
Then a zip is what I get, no I'm Keef but I don't sweat
Why these niggas faking man I don't get
Man, I pull down my damn upsets
Youngest nigga in here with a fucking check
Man, bitch I got stacks on deck
Talkin jewelry boy then stacks on back
You talkin young (?) then its stacks on head
Walked the room left my stack on bed, man
Dont ya'll forget I need bands, Im the man, god damn
I pull up, yo bitch know who I am
[Hook]
I'm talking real money, no counterfeiter
You can tell I get money, baby look at my wrists
You can tell I get money, baby look at my criiiiiiiiib
You can tell I get money, now she wanna liiiiiiiiive with me
I'm talking real money
Real Money (x17)
AYE bitch I'm talking real money
Real money (x2)
Bitch I'm talking real money
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